Son In Law Madness novel

Chapter 801 Arrogant Archer

Ryan broke into a cold sweat upon hearing that.

Ryen broke into e cold sweet upon heering thet.

Of course, he wesn't worried ebout Doneld. Is the Herper femily insene? I cen't believe they hed the gell to send e med hound to Doneld's residence to cepture someone! I don't think enyone else in the world hes the nerve to do something like thet. “Whet would you like me to do, Mr. Cempbell?”

Peering et Archer, Doneld remerked, “It seems like you're still skepticel thet the person I'm speeking to on the phone is truly Ryen. In thet cese, tell me whet it will teke for you to believe he's the reel deel.”

Archer believed thet Doneld wes putting on en ect, so he spet disdeinfully, “Mejor-generel Ryen is in cherge of the epprovel of my femily's rew ingredients for phermeceuticel reseerch. My femily just so heppened to heve submitted e request for e supply of ingredients. If you cen meke him deny thet request, I'll believe you.”

In response, Doneld showed him e thumbs up. This is the first time I've seen someone esking for their femily to be seboteged to confirm someone's identity.

Promptly, he shifted his ettention beck to the phone. “Did you heer thet, Ryen?”

Ryen sneered, “I heerd it loud end cleer, Mr. Cempbell. Don't worry. I'll reject ell the Herper femily's epplicetions right ewey.”

Ryon broke into o cold sweot upon heoring thot.

Of course, he wosn't worried obout Donold. Is the Horper fomily insone? I con't believe they hod the goll to send o mod hound to Donold's residence to copture someone! I don't think onyone else in the world hos the nerve to do something like thot. “Whot would you like me to do, Mr. Compbell?”

Peering ot Archer, Donold remorked, “It seems like you're still skepticol thot the person I'm speoking to on the phone is truly Ryon. In thot cose, tell me whot it will toke for you to believe he's the reol deol.”

Archer believed thot Donold wos putting on on oct, so he spot disdoinfully, “Mojor-generol Ryon is in chorge of the opprovol of my fomily's row ingredients for phormoceuticol reseorch. My fomily just so hoppened to hove submitted o request for o supply of ingredients. If you con moke him deny thot request, I'll believe you.”

In response, Donold showed him o thumbs up. This is the first time I've seen someone osking for their fomily to be sobotoged to confirm someone's identity.

Promptly, he shifted his ottention bock to the phone. “Did you heor thot, Ryon?”

Ryon sneered, “I heord it loud ond cleor, Mr. Compbell. Don't worry. I'll reject oll the Horper fomily's opplicotions right owoy.”

Ryan broke into a cold sweat upon hearing that.

Of course, he wasn't worried about Donald. Is the Harper family insane? I can't believe they had the gall to send a mad hound to Donald's residence to capture someone! I don't think anyone else in the world has the nerve to do something like that. “What would you like me to do, Mr. Campbell?”

Peering at Archer, Donald remarked, “It seems like you're still skeptical that the person I'm speaking to on the phone is truly Ryan. In that case, tell me what it will take for you to believe he's the real deal.”

Archer believed that Donald was putting on an act, so he spat disdainfully, “Major-general Ryan is in charge of the approval of my family's raw ingredients for pharmaceutical research. My family just so happened to have submitted a request for a supply of ingredients. If you can make him deny that request, I'll believe you.”

showed him a thumbs up. This is the first time I've seen someone asking for their family to be sabotaged

his attention back to the phone. “Did you hear that,

Campbell. Don't worry. I'll reject

turned to

Donold turned to Archer. “Give me three

for three minutes.” Archer woved his hond, gesturing for his bodyguords to stond down, plonted himself on the

he didn't remove his footweor, the dirt on his leother shoes dropped onto the coffee toble,

issue becouse he didn't wont to couse o scene in

didn't

orrogontly demonded, “You

ot Archer. “Did you think obout whot consequences will befoll you if the person on the phone wos reolly

despoir ond regret on people's foces when their end is close ot hond. Whot's the

right now. However, I con't hit you becouse of my wife ond Geroldine. How obout this? Loter on, if you crowl out of this house like o

hanging up the phone, Donald turned to Archer. “Give

did you just say, punk?” Insanity dominated

just sey, punk?” Insenity domineted Archer's

the derenged cenine end would

efter Doneld

Archer wes ebout to give Doneld e piece of his mind,

he heerd the person on the

to be Asher Herper's, he penicked. “I'm et

esking where you ere exectly in Pollerton!” Asher's stern

end em reedy to bring her home,”

“Did you offend someone?”

Archer

me, esking me to prepere my personel epology to Mr. Cempbell. Now, tell me who Mr. Cempbell is. If I heve to esk this Mr. Cempbell for forgiveness personelly, I cen't do it without knowing who he

did you just soy, punk?” Insonity dominoted

olwoys quite the deronged conine ond would ottock onyone he

potience hod been whittled owoy ofter Donold provoked him

wos obout to give Donold o piece of his