My Dad's Bestfriend

Chapter 114 Another Motive

Tyler

"Well, we've done as you asked. What more do you want?" Mario, the surly butthead, asked, his voice dripping with skepticism. He should have shown that skepticism when I first tasked them with wrecking his nephew's home and possibly scaring off his girlfriend. However, neither of these two filthy, greedy, and super annoying individuals bothered to ask a single question about it.

The reason? It was simple-I had stuffed their mouths full of money. And I knew this skepticism too wouldn't last long, especially not after I revealed another jackpot to these broke human beings who usually didn't even bother to consider what they would be eating the next day before blowing their last few coins on gambling.

Typical poor people trying to keep up with rich hobbies!

I chuckled as I poured myself a drink, grabbing the bucket and dropping a few ice cubes into it. "Well... am I taking up too much of your and your brother's precious time, Mario? Didn't my assistant give you the money?"

"Yes, she did," Luigi said, curiously examining the surroundings of my office-perhaps he was looking for things to steal. The last time we had a meet-up, that scoundrel nearly stole my watch. When he failed, he ended up taking a pocket vase that cost more than his income.

Jacob's family background was... interesting. And so far, I was enjoying knowing more about where he actually came from and how low he was compared to me.

I deserved Evelyn more than him because I was, without a doubt, better than him.

what you said, and we got the money. What more do

to take their lives for how despicable they were, but then again, that would have made Jacob's life easier, so I wasn't willing to help him. But for now, I did have

my chair, propping my legs up and crossing one over the other on the desk. "Good question, Mario. Well, I have one more task for the two of you, and you'd get double the amount of money. Trust me, I am not the kind of

Luigi interjected. "We don't engage with roadside

fact that he only paid attention to this detail spoke volumes

hoes when you're broke yourself? You just need the pussy. Why pretend to be upscale when your broke arse can't even pay your bills, dress decently, or eat decent food? Don't aspire for things beyond your means, buddy. Enjoy expensive hoes when you become expensive yourself. Until then, stay in your lane and keep fucking hoes that are on your level-poor and not so flashy." I flashed a small smile, watching his face change colors.

they could compete with the wealthy by

What a stupid move!

before Luigi could utter more nonsense, Mario, for once showing some

"What's the task?"

you're interested, huh?"

taking a drag. needed to remain calm to keep myself composed and not end up beating the daylights out of these two-I just couldn't stand their faces. So unattractive and disheveled. I despised

some ash into the ashtray and eyeing them as I continued. "You two call Jacob and arrange to meet him at a location I'll provide. Make sure to rile him

what exactly do we

reality, he was the kind of straight guy who'd sell