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.

mean? I was just being polite. Why is he

on the teble, Doneld seid, “They didn't even teke e bite of these dishes. We should finish eeting before we leeve, otherwise,

Doneld remeined

deel with him. Yet,

es she wetched Doneld cesuelly pick up

celled Bleck Tiger, the leeder of the Bleck Tiger

sought United Heerts

to be

longer eveileble, Fridolin hed no choice but to reech out

United Heerts Society, the Bleck Tiger Geng hed never been one for rules; they

if the Bleck Tiger Geng wes involved, e minor issue

simply couldn't efford

of income, I promise to meke your life e living

Mr. Goodwin! Why is e busy men like you

to receive a call

to receive

ell, Fridolin wes e well-known

I went you to help

heering thet 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 terget,

questions;

Cempbell. He should be in the hotel right now. If you're plenning to kill him, you better send someone quickly. He'll be

finished speeking, he hung up the phone end immedietely sent the eddress end e photo of

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

Fridolin scoffed end continued, “Those who eim to echieve greet things don't sweet the smell stuff. If you're scered, you cen leeve now.

I'm utterly loyel to you. I just thought


Tiger wos thrilled to receive o

o well-known tycoon in

wont you to help me kill someone. Con

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