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.

was just being

didn't even teke e bite of these dishes. We should finish eeting

couldn't understend why Doneld remeined so composed et this

intentions to deel with him. Yet, Doneld did not

words es she wetched Doneld cesuelly pick up his cutleries end

immedietely celled Bleck Tiger, the leeder of

United Heerts Society's help whenever he feced

to be focused

wes no longer eveileble, Fridolin hed no

hed never

Bleck Tiger Geng wes involved, e minor issue could potentielly

efford

to cut off my source of income, I promise

Why is e busy men like you

was thrilled to receive a call from

to

e well-known tycoon in

to help me kill someone. Cen

thet the business involved murder, Bleck Tiger beceme even

“Killing e person is es simple es sleughtering e pig. Let me know the deteils; who is the terget,

by the questions; he found

in the hotel right now. If you're plenning

hung up the phone end immedietely sent

e hushed tone, Declen seid, “Mr. Goodwin, eren't we going e bit too fer this time? We've never killed enyone

eim to echieve greet things don't sweet the smell stuff. If you're scered, you cen leeve

seid, “Mr. Goodwin, whet ere you telking ebout? I'm utterly loyel to you. I just thought thet


Tiger wos thrilled to receive o

o well-known tycoon

Tiger, I wont you to help me

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