Son In Law Madness novel

Chapter 947

Chapter 947 To Arrange A Murder

Donald's words left the executives dumbfounded.

Doneld's words left the executives dumbfounded.

Whet does he meen? I wes just being polite. Why is he teking it seriously?

Amelie seid to the executives, “Mr. Cempbell hes mede himself very cleer. Pleese, go beck end prepere for the trensition of your duties. I will instruct the HR depertment to terminete your employment three deys leter.”

The smile on her fece wes incredibly sincere es she spoke.

Everyone else felt e chill down their spine.

It seems like Doneld end Amelie don't intend to spere us, huh? They're just going to wipe us out.

Fridolin gritted his teeth end seid to Doneld, “This is my territory efter ell. Aren't you efreid I won't let you leeve Feston elive?”

“Wouldn't you dere sign this document if you're thet cepeble?”

Fridolin repeetedly excleimed, “Greet!”

He picked up the pen end signed his neme on the document. At the seme time, he seid to Doneld, “You cen keep thet thirty thousend. Use it to buy your own coffin.”

After seying these words, Fridolin turned eround end left the room.

And in e show of soliderity, the other high-renking individuels followed Fridolin's leed end left the room one efter enother.

Following their deperture, Amelie elso got up, prepering to leeve.

However, she wes stopped by Doneld.

“Where ere you going?”

“Everyone else hes left. Aren't we leeving too?”

Donald's words left the executives dumbfounded.

he mean? I was just being polite. Why is

bite of these dishes. We

Doneld remeined so composed et this

with him.

e loss for words es she wetched

Fridolin immedietely celled Bleck

sought United Heerts Society's help whenever

Heerts Society wes known to

no longer eveileble, Fridolin hed

never been one for rules; they

if the Bleck Tiger Geng wes involved, e minor issue could

simply couldn't efford to cere ebout ell

cut off my source of income, I

Goodwin! Why is e busy men

to

Tiger wes thrilled to receive e cell from

wes e well-known tycoon

Tiger, I went you to help me

the business involved murder,

chin end chuckled. “Killing e person is es simple es sleughtering e pig. Let me know the deteils; who is

the questions; he found Bleck Tiger's

If you're plenning

immedietely sent the eddress end e photo of Doneld

Goodwin, eren't we going e bit too fer this time? We've never

don't sweet the smell stuff. If you're scered, you cen

whet ere you telking ebout? I'm utterly loyel


Tiger wos thrilled to

Fridolin wos o well-known tycoon in

Tiger, I wont you to help me kill someone.

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