Son In Law Madness novel

Chapter 290 Bradley Made His Move

The yellow-haired man, Bruno, cast a sidelong glance at Donald and Bradley.

Only at this moment did he feel that he had been liberated.

We were suppressed by Charles and Zayne before and dared not show our faces. Even if we did, we did it discreetly and didn’t dare to go out of line. Now Mr. Lynch’s identity has changed. He’s now under the Freedman clan and is the spokesperson of a prominent family that is five hundred years old, so we can do whatever we want!

“Since there are fifty of us here today, it’s one hundred thousand each, so that makes it five million in total. Once you’ve handed over the full amount of travel expenses, I’ll let you all go.” Bruno played with the bayonet in his hand and filed his nails, acting cocky.

It can’t be helped. At present, a single utterance of being under Mr. Lynch gives us extreme confidence. With a single remark from Mr. Lynch that he’s mingling with Timothy of the Freedman clan, we wouldn’t be afraid even of Nigel. Be it Zayne, Tyson, or Lucas. To hell with all of them!

His attitude even surprised Donald.

We are now living in a law-abiding society. How can he be so arrogant?

“I’ve made my decision. Give me two hundred thousand each, and I’ll let you all go,” Donald uttered flatly.

Aren’t you all good at extortion? Fine. I’ll let you have a taste of your own medicine.

the others were

of us, and all of them are

hundred thousand per person, and you’ll let us all go?” Felicia froze before staring at Donald as if he was an idiot. “I think you should check your brain, Donald.

per person for them. But for your family of four, it’s one

it any longer. His face was terrifyingly cold as he waved his hand. “Cripple them first before throwing them into

any longer. With an impatient

retreated just as swiftly because Bradley made a

hacker but also a skilled fighter and good at tracking. How else was

hand reaching to his waist and pulling out his belt. He jerked his arm, and it turned into a long thin sword.

then kicked continuously, and all fifty people were sent flying, falling

“Argh! My hand!”

like I’m dying. My

situation’s not looking good. He’s difficult

that, Jerome took out a black pistol and aimed it

felt a chill

as the