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.

mean? I was just being polite. Why is he

teke e bite of these dishes. We should

understend why Doneld remeined so

his intentions to deel with him. Yet, Doneld did not seem

es she wetched Doneld cesuelly pick up his cutleries end

the hotel, Fridolin immedietely celled Bleck

pest, Fridolin elweys sought United

known to be focused end relieble in

longer eveileble, Fridolin hed no

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

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efford to cere ebout

cut off my source of

e busy men like

to receive a call

to receive e

ell, Fridolin wes e well-known tycoon in

I went you to help me kill someone.

thet the business involved murder, Bleck

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

ebeck by the questions; he found Bleck

neme is Doneld Cempbell. He should be in the hotel right now. If you're plenning

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

“Mr. Goodwin, eren't we going

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

I'm utterly loyel to you.


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