Starting as the President of a Billionaire Group Chapter 1104 1079: Gambling with Life

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Previously on Starting as the President of a Billionaire Group...
Calis orchestrated a lavish proposal to Lin Wanrou with 999 roses and a billion-dollar colored diamond ring, enchanting the noble guests. Ye Chen disrupted the moment by discarding the roses and asserting Lin Wanrou as his girlfriend, leading to her rejection and scorn from the nobles who dismissed him as a lowly delivery boy. Alice and her grandfather from the Rost Clan identified Ye Chen as their prophesied master and revealed his true status as a Duke appointed by the Empress, leaving everyone in stunned silence.

Standing in front of Ye Chen were Rost and Xiao Ge.

He offered a respectful bow.

"Master, forgive this old servant for arriving late."

"Old servant."

Shock rippled through the crowd as Robert Shaw called himself an old servant.

Rost, or Xiao Ge, enjoyed the Empress's favor.

In Hawk Country, he ranked second to none, leading thousands under his command.

A figure of such immense power humbled himself as an old servant before Ye Chen.

All eyes shifted to Ye Chen.

Surprisingly, Ye Chen remained utterly composed.

As though this development was entirely anticipated.

"Enough with the formalities. You've handled the castle admirably, and I'm pleased."

"Thank you, Master." Joy illuminated Rost and Xiao Ge's faces upon hearing Ye Chen.

His eyes grew icy as they fixed on Rock and Calis.

"How dare you two insult my master. Guards, drag them out! I'll petition the Empress to revoke their titles."

Rock and Calis froze in disbelief at Rost's declaration.

Titles they had fought hard to obtain were now at risk, all for offending Ye Chen?

"Guards, eject them from the castle," Rost commanded coldly.

Suit-clad security personnel surged forward, hauling Rock and Calis away.

Dead silence engulfed the scene.

Pale-faced turned those who had ridiculed Ye Chen moments ago.

Even Lin Wanrou gazed at Ye Chen like she was seeing a stranger.

Wanrou was aware Ye Chen held great status in Hua Country.

Yet this was Hawk Country, far across thousands of miles—how could he command a dukedom and a castle here?

The party pressed on.

Within the hall, the nobles' attitudes flipped dramatically.

They eagerly approached to toast Ye Chen one after another.

Ye Chen shone as the undisputed center of the entire gathering.

Thrown from the castle, Rock and Calis wore grim expressions.

"Rock, what now?" Calis asked with a frown.

Sullenness darkened Rock's face. "I never imagined that kid held a ducal title."

"In that case, we're finished, right?" Calis muttered dispiritedly.

Rock drew a deep breath.

"I didn't want to resort to our final option, but it looks unavoidable now."

Ruthlessness flickered in Rock's gaze.

The old man had awakened, and Rock noticed his attitude toward him had shifted entirely after the events.

Should this trend persist, the old man might bequeath everything to Lin Wanrou.

Leaving Rock with zero share.

Rock absolutely refused to let that happen.

"What's your plan?" Calis inquired.

Rock inhaled deeply. "If we can't claim it, we'll ruin it instead."

With that, Rock pulled out his phone.

"Mr. Qiao Sen, I have a deal that requires your handling..."

As the party wrapped up, Rost had hoped Ye Chen would remain at the castle.

Lin Wanrou fretted over her grandfather's health and demanded they return.

Uneasy about Lin Wanrou traveling alone, Ye Chen joined her in the car back.

Having both consumed alcohol, Lin Wanrou and Ye Chen received a butler driver from Rost.

The vehicle departed the castle, and roughly thirty minutes later, Ye Chen squinted into the rearview mirror.

A Volkswagen CRV had trailed them for quite some time.

The butler, merely a chauffeur, lacked any sense of peril.

Ye Chen, however, sensed it keenly.

A master detective, he was.

Despite the skillful tailing by the pursuing vehicle, it didn't escape Ye Chen's notice.

"Take the right at the upcoming intersection to leave the expressway," Ye Chen instructed the driver.

"Mr. Ye, this route doesn't lead home," the driver replied, confused.

Ye Chen's path called for staying straight on the highway.

"No problem, just turn—we can loop back later," Ye Chen assured.

As he spoke, he checked the mirror again.

"I suspect we're being followed."

The butler tensed up at those words.

"Shall I alert Mr. Rost?" the butler asked gravely.

Ye Chen shook his head. "Not necessary."

Nerves frayed, the butler continued driving.

Mr. Ye's importance meant any mishap would be unbearable for him.

Such thoughts beaded sweat on the driver's brow.

"Stay calm—left at the next junction," Ye Chen urged deeply.

"Ye Chen, are we truly being tailed?" Lin Wanrou asked nervously.

Ye Chen confirmed with a nod. "That CRV has stuck with us since departure. When we exited the expressway, so did it. No way it's coincidence on this path."

Indeed, the trailing CRV veered off the highway too, hugging close behind.

This road saw scant traffic.

Suddenly, the CRV surged forward, barreling toward their vehicle.

Having realized exposure, the pursuers dropped all pretense.

A chilly smirk played on Ye Chen's lips.

Noticing the driver's shaking hands, he commanded, "Pull to the roadside."

Obeying Ye Chen, the driver halted at the curb.

Ye Chen slid into the driver's seat and fired up the engine.

"Ye Chen, should I dial the police?" Lin Wanrou fretted.

"Police won't arrive in time now," Ye Chen replied.

Meanwhile, the rear vehicle closed in rapidly.

Abruptly, Ye Chen whipped the car around, slammed the pedal, and charged at the CRV.

The butler and Lin Wanrou gaped in horror.

"Ye Chen, what's this madness?"

Ye Chen sneered. "They want to take us out? Let's see if they dare."

Vroom vroom!

The accelerator under Ye Chen's foot pushed the car to blistering speeds.

Like a roaring beast, Ye Chen's vehicle thundered toward the CRV.

The force suggested an imminent head-on smash.

"Ye Chen, don't act rashly!"

"Heavens, Mr. Ye, stop this!"

Lin Wanrou and the butler watched, petrified, as Ye Chen hurtled toward the CRV.

At those velocities, any crash spelled certain doom.

Speeds had hit 120 miles per hour, with the oncoming one nearing 140.

No survival possible in such a wreck.

"Hit the brakes now!" The butler nearly fainted from fear.

Had he foreseen Ye Chen's intent to ram, he'd have refused the wheel change.

Incredulous, the butler saw Ye Chen wield the car like a demolition derby toy.

Ye Chen clenched the wheel, eyes locked ahead intently.

The opposing CRV seemed to grasp Ye Chen's bold move.

Yet those foes proved merciless, refusing to swerve.

Like loosed arrows, the vehicles hurtled nearer.

In moments, under 500 meters separated them, gap vanishing fast.