Ch. Claimed By Mr. Billionaire 211 Claimed By Mr. Billionaire 211

Chapter 211 Arranged Marriage 

At work, he was strict, decisive, and had the final say. But in private, he could joke around with the senior executives. 

The investment director sighed and gave a thumbs–up. “Mr. Graham, you’re really lucky.” 

Fraser lified his eyes slightly. “How do you know I’m lucky? Have you been hiding in my house, watching my luck?” 

Finished 

The deputy director of the planning department suppressed a smile. “We wouldn’t dare, but that little mark on your neck looks nice” 

Fraser reached up to touch his neck, his eyes narrowing smugly as he spoke lazily. “And you think you’re allowed to look?” 

Everyone fell silent. 

At night, outside the second–floor bedroom, four expert doctors were reporting Maximus‘ condition to Helen. 

Karena said, “Madam Graham, Mr. Graham is back.” 

Helen nodded and waved the doctors away. 

Fraser walked upstairs at an unhurried pace, handing his suit jacket to a waiting servant. “How’s Grandpa?” 

Helen pretended to be angry and smacked his shoulder lightly. “You finally decided to come home. I had to call you o over to get you here.” 

Fraser’s voice was lazy. “Didn’t you manage to drag me back anyway! You’re pretty good at that. 

Helen couldn’t help but laugh. “You brat, always teasing me.” 

“What did the doctors say?” 

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Helen sighed. “Your grandfather was getting better after waking up, but after learning what Brandon did this time, he got so upset that his condition worsened. The doctors said he can’t handle any more stress, or it won’t look good.” 

Fraser pushed open the door and stepped inside. Maximus lay in bed, surrounded by advanced medical equipment–heart monitors, a ventilator, and even surgical tools. Five top–tier doctors were on standby in the next room. 

At nearly 80 years old, Maximus had thinning white hair, but his face still carried the authority and presence of his younger years. Hearing the door, he slowly opened his eyes. A nurse standing beside him immediately adjusted the bed to help him 

sit up. 

Maximus‘ sharp gaze fixed on Fraser. His voice was hoarse but still commanding. “How’s the Oblistan situation handled?” 

“No issues.” 

“Brandon won’t… give up so easily. He’s waiting for the right time to strike while I’m down, trying to make a comeback. If I hadn’t gone soft on him back then, this wouldn’t be happening now…. 

Speaking for too long. Maximus coughed several times in a row. A nurse stepped forward and gave him some water. 

Brandon had spent the past twenty years building a new branch of Graham Group in Oblistan. 

But his business wasn’t clean; more than half of it was tied to the underground world. That alone proved how ruthless and Lawless he wIL 

This time, he had deliberately delivered a heavy blow to Graham Group, seeking revenge for past grudges. 

Fraser didn’t even lift his eyes, his voice cold. “Don’t worry. Graham Group won’t 

go down” 

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Chapter 211 Arranged Marriage 

Finished 

Maximus knew that back when Fraser was studying in Ameros, he had founded Exzear Fundings Group and made a name for himself on Wahl Street, creating a financial empire. 

If Fraser had never come back to take over Graham Group, his personal wealth would have likely surpassed the Graham family’s assets. 

entire 

Maximus took a deep breath. He was old now, one foot already in the grave. 

“Fraser, my final wish is for the Graham family and the Lastesh Group to officially unite through marriage. This year, you and Ms. Anne should finalize the date. That way, Brandon won’t dare to make any reckless moves.” 

Hearing this. Fraser’s sharp eyes lifted slightly, his gaze turning cold and unreadable. 

Just as he was about to speak, a hand pressed lightly on his shoulder. He looked up and saw Helen shaking her head at him. After leaving the bedroom, Fraser leaned back lazily on the couch, his face emotionless, though it was clear he wasn’t pleased. 

He crossed his legs and picked up the teacup on the table, taking a 

a sip. 

Helen had a love for tea. Everything from the tea leaves to the teaware was the finest quality 

Fraser casually placed the cup back on the table, his gaze cool as he glanced at the maid making tea. “It’s bitter.” 

The servant, highly skilled and chosen specifically for her expertise, trembled slightly at his complaint. 

“I’m sorry, I’ll make a new batch right away.” 

Helen, sitting to the side, knew this wasn’t about the tea at all. It was Fraser showing his displeasure toward her. 

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