Chapter 165 God Doesn’t Want You to Have an Abortion

Manhattan, New York.

A table celebrating the perfect finale of the first season of American Idol.

Milo listened to Murdoch and Gimp's brief introduction to Madison Square Garden Limited Partnership.

This company has a long history, dating back to the last century.

But it was officially formed by Irving Felt more than 20 years ago.

Irving Felt is the CEO of Graham Page Automotive.

Graham Page Motors was originally an automobile company, but later faced difficulties after the end of World War II.

Under the operation of Irving Felt, a Wall Street expert, the company became an investment company.

Madison Square Garden Limited Partnership, abbreviated as MSG, was formed by Irving Felt.

Under Felt's management, MSG began to go on a buying spree.

MSG has successively purchased assets such as the New York Rangers ice hockey team, the New York Knicks basketball team, and the Roosevelt Speedway on Long Island.

"Wait, you're telling me the New York Knicks basketball team is owned by MSG?"

Milo suddenly asked Gimp.

"Yes, and the New York Rangers," Gimp replied.

"Okay." Milo nodded.

He was not familiar with the others.

But Milo still remembers this New York Knicks.

Milo remembered that many years later, the New York Knicks basketball team had always performed very poorly.

However, in terms of earning ability, this team has always been one of the best in the NBA.

Even in various teams and commercial sports clubs around the world.

It has always been the most valuable and profitable one.

Although Milo doesn't like basketball, he may be influenced by his original self after his rebirth.

I actually thought it was a black ball.

But it can make money and expand influence.

At the same time, it also fits in with the pan-entertainment media empire he wants to build.

Then there is no reason to give up.

He asked about American Cable TV.

Murdoch was obviously not clear about this, but Gimpel knew the situation.

"Charles Dolan's company. I know his son James Dolan. He's a bad guy. His family's company mainly operates cable sports channels. There is another company in Ohio."

Jin Pu thought for a moment and added, "I remember it was a listed company, with a market value of about one billion US dollars."

It’s a listed company. If it’s a listed company, then it’s easy to deal with.

Milo smiled and was about to say something else.

But the cell phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

This phone is his number one phone, the kind he always carries with him.

Not many people can get through to this phone.

Just his women and family.

As well as his cousin Edward, his best friend Hector and a dozen others.

Milo shrugged at Murdoch and Gimp, "Just take a call first."

The two expressed their understanding.

Milo stood up and walked towards the bathroom.

The restaurant is a property owned by Gimp, which Gimp leases to an Italian restaurant in New York.

The entire restaurant was booked by Gimp tonight.

Milo's security team even came here in advance to conduct an inspection of the arrangements.

Before reaching the bathroom, Milo took out his cell phone.

He looked down and saw that it was his sister-in-law Haley calling.

Miss me so soon? I didn't waste my days of irrigation in San Francisco! Thinking of this, he answered the phone.

"Well, Haley, good evening, darling."

"I am pregnant."

"Pregnant? That's a good thing. Pregnancy is always a good thing. Wait, you said you were pregnant??!"

Milo lowered his voice and couldn't help but look over there to confirm again.

"I used a pregnancy test I bought from the pharmacy and it showed positive."

"Um... I heard that pregnancy tests are not always accurate. There is something called a false pregnancy. Usually, it happens when a woman wants to get pregnant too much, but she is not actually pregnant, but her body reacts as if she is pregnant... Okay, let me ask, have you gone to the hospital for a blood test?"

"I bought a small bag of five pregnancy test sticks, and all five showed positive results."

"call……"

Back in New York, Milo exhaled.

This seems to be a normal thing.

She is allergic to special medicines, but dislikes the side effects of other medicines.

Every time he refuses to pull it out and doesn't take any protective measures.

Pregnancy is totally normal.

The reason why it's abnormal is simply because she is his sister-in-law.

Although Paladin has passed away.

"What do you think?" Milo whispered.

"Abort it. This child is not fit to exist in this world."

"impossible!"

Milo suddenly raised his voice, "Absolutely not!"

His voice was a little loud and Haley on the other side was startled.

Of course, the others here also heard it, and Gimp and Murdoch in the distance cast concerned glances at them.

As she got closer, Ivana, who might have gone to the bathroom, couldn't help but look over.

"Forehead……"

Milo smiled apologetically at them and moved to another place to continue his call.

"Why do you want to abort him/her? The Lord said that life is created by Him and has a sacred and inviolable right to life from the moment of conception."

"You know why I want to abort it."

Milo: “…”

Yes, he understood it all too well.

However, Milo still expressed his attitude:

"Anyway, I am against it. I have no right to ask you to do this or that. Dear Haley, I can only give you the right to choose. But I remember, Haley, you are already twenty-seven years old."

"You really don't want to have a child of your own?"

"Besides, he or she has Blackburn's bloodline. He or she is related to Paladin. Don't you really want to have it?"

"Shut up!" After saying this, the person on the other end hung up the phone.

Milo subconsciously wanted to call back, but in the end he pressed another contact number.

"Marina, don't talk. Are you next to Haley now? If so, let others watch Haley first, and then talk to her where she can't see or hear you."

There was no immediate voice from Marina, the exclusive housekeeper and personal bodyguard that Milo had arranged for his sister-in-law.

That means she should be next to Haley right now.

After about a minute.

"Boss, I'm on the third floor now. Ms. Haley is coming, and Clena is watching her."

"Marina, listen to me. From now on, you..."

“…”

I gave Marina some instructions, and she agreed with certainty.

Milo then hung up the phone.

I turned back to the dining table and met Ivana coming out of the bathroom halfway.

Although she is still a month away from turning fifteen, the girl is already at least 1.7 meters tall.

The perfect headlight that will attract the attention of all LSPs around the world in the future has begun to take shape.

But the baby fat on her face is still very obvious, which makes people realize that she is actually not very old.

"Mr. Blackburn, what happened?"

On the way back to the dining table, she asked in a low voice with concern.

Milo thought, I got my sister-in-law pregnant.

Is this an accident? Yes?

Not really? He smiled and said to Ivana, "Nothing, just some minor business troubles. I think Tang should have encountered some too."

"You are right. My father had a lot of troubles and worries in business."

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Ivana said with a smile.

That’s more than a lot.

A few years ago, she was already sensible, and Gimp was even bankrupt.

At that time, people from the bank came to collect debts every day, so that Jinpu’s family was afraid to live in their own villa.

Later, he finally turned his life around, but Ivana also learned a lesson.

That is, a good material life is hard-earned.

And if you rely on others, even if that person is your father, he still loves you very much.

It is just as easy for something to go wrong and it may not last long.

So it is better for people to rely on themselves. That is the truth she learned when she became a child model at a young age.

So she tried her best to show Milo the smile that she had secretly practiced for a long time at home and in private.

A smile that should attract men and show off one's best qualities.

Then she smiled at her classmate and best friend Ariana's fiancé:

"But since my father met you, Mr. Blackburn, all his troubles have disappeared. Mr. Blackburn, my father has always asked me to thank you very much. Thank you very much!"

"Ha, Don and I benefit from each other. We're business partners."

Milo smiled but couldn't help raising an eyebrow.

What did he just see? He just saw the face of young Ivana.

I saw the unique expressions and smiles of those adult women when they were seducing me.

This girl is really...tsk tsk.

Too precocious.

Whether it is physical or psychological.

The two of them returned to the dining table at this time, and Gimp watched his daughter and Milo talking and laughing.

The golden retriever was so happy that he said cheerfully, "Anyway, tonight is a really happy night. We deserve another drink!"

…

…

The next day, Rockefeller International Building.

The top floor, fifty-sixth floor.

Milo walked into the office, threw his suit jacket to Monica beside him, unbuttoned his cuffs, rolled up the sleeves of his white shirt, walked to the desk and sat in the boss's chair.

He took a sip of the coffee, smacked his lips with satisfaction, and said, "The coffee is getting better and better, Monica."

Monica hung up the clothes and held a black folder, a happy smile on her pretty fair face.

She stood gracefully beside Milo, opened the folder and said, "Boss, in fifteen minutes, Mr. Shabote will come to report to you, and in an hour, Mr. Chris Carey..."

Milo couldn't help but curl his lips as he listened to the densely packed work schedule.

As more and more companies are established, this kind of thing is inevitable.

Although he can leave professional matters to professional managers, he also has the help of think tanks.

But as a boss, he cannot be disconnected from the management of each company.

"New York City Mayor Giuliani has sent you an invitation to attend a cocktail party the day after tomorrow..."

"Ha, this Italian guy is really persistent. Have you counted how many times he has invited me, Monica?"

The sneer on Milo's lips and the obvious sarcasm in his tone made Monica slightly stunned.

But she also knew something about the conflict between the mayor of New York and Milo.

"As far as I know, there should be more than thirty times in total."

"Ha, not bad. Monica, you are becoming more and more professional. You are not only suitable for Hollywood and making movies, but also suitable to be my secretary."

Milo smiled and praised Monica, then asked, "Did the invitation say what type of reception it was?"

"Yes, most of the people invited to this reception are senior executives and bosses from Wall Street. The theme of the reception should be about the financial supervision of Wall Street."

"Oh?" Milo looked up in surprise and looked at Monica.

This should not be Giuliani's business.

Or it should be said that the issue of financial security supervision on Wall Street is not the responsibility of him as the mayor of New York.

Even if we want to hold a cocktail party for this purpose.

That should be the Federal Department of Justice or relevant financial departments.

Or maybe the U.S. Attorney's Office for the Southern District of New York.

Seeing her boss looking at her like that, Monica lowered her head and looked at her schedule again.

"What should be discussed is not the issue of regulation, but the degree of regulatory relaxation. It is mentioned here," Monica added.

Milo then nodded, because this was normal.

Wall Street has always been the core of New York.

Basically, New York City has always given the green light to Wall Street and tried its best to make things convenient for it.

So how could New York City propose to regulate Wall Street?

It's a little possible in New York State, but not in New York City.

In turn, New York City is helping Wall Street test whether regulations can be relaxed further.

That makes perfect sense.

Because this is what the New York City government and City Council have always wanted to do.

After a while.

"That means I have spent less than 10 million on my personal life during this period?" Milo looked at the bill Shabotet handed him, smacked his lips, and said with a smile: "Then I am really a frugal person."

"Yes, boss. This money is mainly bonuses you gave to bodyguards and servants, as well as gifts to those ladies. All of it is transferred through the accounts of several companies registered in the Cayman Islands," Shabote added.

"Ok! Since I'm so frugal, I'm going to reward myself with a super yacht and a large private jet!"

Milo handed the bill back to Shabote and prepared to start shopping.

The last time he took a chartered Boeing 747 to and from Neon, he was surprised as he was used to taking Boeing 737s.

It turns out that there is such a quiet and stable model among Boeing aircraft.

It turns out that no matter what it is, from breasts to houses to airplanes.

Everything is great if it is big! So now he wants to build a Boeing 747 for himself.

As for the Boeing 737, I'll leave it to the senior managers under me.

After all, most of the time, Shabote and his colleagues had to fly around all day long because of their own requirements.

After reading about personal enjoyment and picking up girls, I paid the bill for the women.

Milo picked up another bill document on the table.

“Is this the bill document for the acquisition of Marvel Comics?”

"Yes."

As he flipped through the pages, he asked, "How much did it cost in total?"

"Including the fees for lawyers and accountants, the total is $9,695,900."

"How many?!"

(End of this chapter)