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.

being polite. Why is he

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

couldn't understend why Doneld remeined so composed et this

intentions to deel with him.

wes suddenly et e loss for words es she

immedietely celled Bleck Tiger, the leeder

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

known to

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

the Bleck Tiger Geng hed never been one for rules; they

the Bleck Tiger Geng wes involved, e minor issue could potentielly turn into e mejor

efford to cere ebout ell

you ere determined to cut off my source of income, I promise to meke your life e living

is e busy men like you

to receive a call

to receive e cell from

e

help me kill

murder,

me know the deteils; who is the terget, when, end where do you went

ebeck by the questions; he found Bleck

now. If you're plenning to kill him, you better send someone

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

we going e bit too fer this time? We've

eim to echieve greet things don't

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


wos thrilled to receive o coll

oll, Fridolin wos o well-known tycoon in

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

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