Young Lord of The Dragon Sect

Chapter 280 Suspension of Loans

The next day.

It was almost noon. Andrew stood at the entrance of the company with Darian and Franklin as if they

were welcoming some honored guests.

Before long, three Audis stopped at the entrance of the building. Grinning, Andrew walked up to those Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

three Audis.

The car doors of the three Audis were opened at the same time. Three young men got off the cars,

which stunned Andrew a little.

They had planned to welcome the credit managers of the three banks. However, looking at the three

young strangers walking towards him, Andrew was confused about their identities.

"You are?" Andrew asked in puzzlement.

"I’m from ZD Bank. This is the official letter from our bank. Please sign for it."

"I’m from H City Bank. I’m also here to deliver our official letter. Sign for it."

"Same with them. It seems that you Griffith family have offended some big figure."

Andrew was totally dumbfounded. He stared blankly at the three bank clerks, feeling that something

ominous was going to happen.

"Where are your managers? We were told on the phone that the credit managers of your banks would

come!" Andrew asked loudly.

Both Darian and Franklin realized that something went wrong, so they walked up to them and asked.

"Our managers don’t have the time to talk to you. You’d better read our official letters. Goodbye."

The three bank clerks stuffed the official letters into Andrew’s arms, turned around and got into the

cars.

Watching the Audis driving away, Andrew lowered his head and looked at the official letters in his

hands.

The official letters were enclosed in official envelopes, each with respective bank name and logo

printed on it.

Holding the official letters, Andrew’s hands were shaking. He didn’t dare to open them at all, as if some

monsters would fly out once they were opened.

"Dad, open them. We have to figure out what’s going on." Franklin said in a low voice.

Andrew shook his head and whispered, "To the meeting room."

The three of them went to the meeting room together. Andrew put the official letters in front of Franklin.

"Open them. Read them. Tell us what’s going on."

After that, Andrew covered his face with both hands, starting to pray silently.

Franklin picked up one of the official letters and tore it open. Glancing over it, Franklin turned pale.

"It’s… it’s the official letter of suspension of loans. They have suspended their loans to us, and frozen

the cash in our account. And they ask us to repay all our loans within one week. If overdue, they are

going to sell our collateral by auction."

Franklin finished his words with trembling lips, moving his eyes to the other two official letters.

In a trance, Franklin felt that what he saw were not official letters, but death letters!

These letters were definitely killing. They were going to kill the whole Griffith family!

The money in their account had been frozen. They were asked to repay all the loans within one week.

Thus, the Griffith family was immersed in the situation of capital chain rupture!

"Someone is playing with us!" Franklin roared in rage.

Both Andrew and Darian turned pale. They had gone through more, and thus thought of more.

No ordinary man was able to make three banks do this to them at the same time. It could only be done

by the top elite group of H City.

But who had they offended recently? Andrew thought that they had offended nobody recently!

"Andrew, you are familiar with the banks. Let’s ask for information first, and make clear who is behind

this. If we don’t even know the mastermind behind this, we can’t even find anyone to mediate the

problem."

Andrew nodded, took out his phone and made a call.

Every time he got through, Andrew would be hung up before he could ask more questions. The three

phone calls made by Andrew in a row were all like this.

"Andrew, how’s it?" Darian asked in a low voice.

Andrew shook his head slowly. "I could get nothing. They all told me to ask no more questions. Even if I

asked, they wouldn’t answer me. They also told us to prepare money as soon as possible. If overdue,

they would sue us and sell our collateral by auction at full speed."

"Hss!" Darian gasped, astounded.

"He is so powerful. Few could do this, and we haven’t offended anyone at all."

Franklin had frequent changes of expression on his face. He smacked his hand hard down on to the

desk. "It must have something to do with that loser, Maximilian! All that loser does is get into trouble.

We keep our hands clean while he keeps stirring up trouble! Isn’t he the one who has made trouble

before?"

Darian nodded, agreeing with Franklin.

"I feel the same way. This must have something to do with that loser, as well as Victoria. She must be

involved too!"

Andrew’s face darkened. He picked up his phone to call Victoria.

When the call was put through, Andrew roared, "Victoria! Bring your loser husband to the meeting

room!"

"Andrew, what’s going on?" Victoria asked, confused.

"Our company is about to go bankrupt because of you! How dare you ask what’s going on! Come here

in three minutes. If you can’t, wait for being kicked out of the house!"

After that, Andrew dumped his phone on the desk.

Victoria put away her phone and let out a sigh, "Alas, Maximilian. Probably those in Gibson are taking

revenge on us. Andrew asks us to go over now."

"Then let’s go. If it really is about Gibson, let me deal with it."

Victoria had wanted to ask Maximilian by instinct how he would handle the situation, but seeing

Maximilian’s confident face, she swallowed those words.

Having gone through so many tricky situations with him, Victoria had had some trust in Maximilian, as

well as some mistrust.

Maximilian held Victoria’s hand. The two left for the company together.

The moment they arrived at the meeting room, Andrew and the others had been crazy with rage.

Seeing Maximilian entering, Andrew picked up the cup and threw it at him. Maximilian dodged it, and

the cup was smashed against the wall.

"You loser! Was it you who got the company into trouble?" Andrew thundered.

"Andrew, calm down. Tell us what’s going on first." Victoria said anxiously.

Franklin threw three official letters in front of Victoria. "Look at this! The banks have suspended their

loans to us! It must be because of you!"

Maximilian glanced at the official letters and said flatly, "Why do you think we are involved? Do you

have any proof?"

"You!" Franklin pointed at Maximilian’s nose tip in anger.

"Stop talking nonsense if you don’t have any proof."

"I need no proof! We have offended nobody, but you are the one who always offends others, idiot!

Count it yourself! How many troubles have you got into recently? It must be you this time as well!"

Darian knocked on the desk with a long face. "If you have got into trouble, come clean, and we could

still think of ways to get you out of it. If you don’t tell us about it, the whole family will be killed by you!"

"I have nothing to come clean. If there’s a problem, I’ll sort it out, alright?" Maximilian said in disdain.

"What did you say? You will 'sort it out'? What the fuck can you sort out? Do you know how powerful

that person is to suspend the loans of three banks to us at the same time? Idiot!"