Chapter 909

Mr. Ritter felt like he had just been drenched in ice-cold water, his eyes fixed on his phone in disbelief. What was he going to do? Endless panic and fear swept over him.

Jasper watched Mr. Ritter's reaction closely, a cold smirk on his face. "What's wrong? Did your backer abandon you?" Mr. Ritter was surprised - how did Jasper know about that?

But he refused to admit it and tried to sound confident as he replied, "What are you talking about? I don't understand."

Jasper rolled his eyes impatiently. "Who is behind you? My boss knows everything. Do you really think we're clueless?"

He continued with a threatening tone, "You better take down all of your articles slandering Mr. Maskelyne and Miss Andrews immediately! And those videos too! Then publicly apologize for everything and say it was all a misunderstanding."

Mr. Ritter shook his head frantically, "No way!"

He knew if he helped Franklin with this scheme, Mrs. Ritter would be furious with him; the consequences would be dire.

"Impossible?" Jasper chuckled softly before signaling for several black-clad men to surround Mr. Ritter.

One man held a knife against his neck while another pressed one against his face; they pinned him tightly against the wall like an insect specimen mounted for display.

"How about we try something else then?" Jasper pulled out a knife from nowhere as well.

Just then, one of the black-clad men picked up an orange from the fruit tray on the office table and placed it on top of Mr. Ritter's head.

Jasper grinned mischievously at him, "Let's see if I can hit this orange!"

Mr. Ritter turned pale as sweat dripped down from every pore; fear consumed him completely when Jasper threw the knife towards him!

"No! No!" He screamed hysterically with closed eyes while covering himself up but suddenly heard a loud thud instead of feeling any pain or blood gushing out!

The blade had pierced through the orange cleanly without harming even one hair strand of poor trembling man standing there petrified! Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FindNʘᴠᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

A few drops of juice splattered onto Mr. Ritters' face, making it look even more pathetic than before...

He looked like he had just been pulled out of a pond, drenched in sweat.

He gasped for air, still alive... he hadn't died.

the knife again to throw it at him, he weakly cried out, "Whatever you say is

and his legs were shaking uncontrollably. He couldn't bear this mental torture any longer. "If you had just listened to me earlier and behaved yourself, you wouldn't have suffered like this." Jasper elegantly handed the knife to a man in black beside him and wiped his hands with a handkerchief. He sneered at Mr. Ritter with disdainful eyes. "Also, don't try to get back that hundred thousand dollars from their parents; they've already

Ritter was stunned. "I can't get it back? They didn't help me achieve

menacingly at him. "It's either your life or

that hundred thousand dollars anymore!" Mr. Ritter felt like he had been

Morningbreeze website official Twitter account. It was all a misunderstanding caused by overzealous parents who spoke too harshly about Franklin and Sylvia's reputation

media platforms such as Starchaser

incident came to an end immediately after that tweet

the parents. "Is it over now? We don't have to memorize

ו"

guess not."

about our remaining hundred thousand dollars? Will

"I don't know!"

lost and bewildered, Mr. Ritter rushed towards them with an assistant carrying a bag

designer suits while sporting expensive watches without even having dust on his shoes but now... Mr. Ritter looked disheveled from head-to-toe with sweat

After you receive it, I hope that everyone will not mention anything about

once he finished, Mr. Ritter had

everyone keeps their mouths shut from now on. We are

situation or else Franklin would send people after

that it was better for him to cut

already settled all of his assets and called his wife and children telling

out the money, he immediately got on

wouldn't have any worries about food

manage it could manage it because

more important than staying

against their conscience by working for Franklin or Sylvia

stopped them in their tracks. "And don't tell your children either! Mr. Maskelyne said that since this

in shock while Mauricio's mother asked

tell them everything, "Franklin didn't want me exposing you guys being bought off by me, which isn't good

looked at each other in disbelief, "Is

but he didn't revenge

"He..."

deeply ashamed; they regretted what they

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255