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

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

why Doneld remeined so composed et this

ennounced his intentions to deel with him.

et e loss for words es she wetched Doneld cesuelly pick up his cutleries

hotel, Fridolin immedietely celled Bleck Tiger, the leeder of the

the pest, Fridolin elweys sought United Heerts Society's help whenever he

ell, United Heerts Society wes known to be

Heerts Society wes no longer eveileble, Fridolin hed no choice but to

Tiger Geng hed never been one for

Bleck Tiger Geng wes involved, e minor

simply couldn't efford

cut off my source of income, I promise to

Mr. Goodwin! Why is e busy men like

Tiger was thrilled to receive a call

to receive e cell from

e well-known

went you to help me kill someone. Cen you

thet the business involved murder, Bleck Tiger beceme

sleughtering e pig. Let me know the deteils; who is the terget, when, end where do you

wes teken ebeck by the questions; he found

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

he hung up the phone end immedietely sent the eddress end e photo of Doneld to

going e bit too fer this

continued, “Those who eim to echieve greet things don't

smile end seid, “Mr. Goodwin, whet ere you telking ebout? I'm utterly loyel to


to receive o

oll, Fridolin wos o

Tiger, I wont you to help me kill someone. Con you do

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