The Established Siblings of the Pack

When Kingsley’s expression seemed unmoved, Felix hurriedly continued, “I know all the evil things the Spearhead Group has done! I have evidence for how they evade taxes and kill the innocent!”

Tyler thought he almost had a heart attack upon hearing Felix.

“Mr. Smith, what are you talking about?! Is ruining the Spearhead Group beneficial to you in any way?!”

“Young Master Tyler, there is nothing more important than my life!” Felix’s face was extremely pale. “You are an arrogant man, and now you have finally hit a stumbling block! I don’t want to die, though!”

Kingsley looked coldly at Felix, who knelt on the ground. “Leave the talk about the Spearhead Group for another time. Let me ask you—who was the last person who bought explosives from you?”

“I-I don’t know that person either!” Felix’s face had turned completely white at this point. “He couldn’t possibly have used his real identity to do this kind of transaction. I am sure Mr. Houston isn’t really Mr. Houston too, right?” he blabbered.

Hearing that, Kingsley let out a small frown. He could tell that Felix was not lying.

The previous buyer only bought a box of explosives? Kingsley thought to himself. They couldn’t impossibly blow up the Nicholson Family Cemetery into ruins with just that. Am I heading in the wrong direction?

Mr. Field… is the one who sold the explosives to the Spearhead Group! He must be trying to bypass us and buy a bigger amount

up when

the right

just haven’t followed the smoke enough to

on his face. “Mr. Smith, how can you give the

the situation has come to this, there is no point in me hiding the truth anymore.” Felix then unhesitantly confessed, “I can earn a commission of 20 thousand to 30 thousand every time the company does a one-million business. The buyer directly offered 500 thousand for me to buy Mr. Field’s contact information. I couldn’t possibly not sell it! How often do you think

a*shole!” Tyler’s face was ashen with anger

of time other than now to fight if you want to do that. Come. You both will be

Tyler, who was still filled with righteous indignation, shrank back

back. “I won’t go.

knew what was going to happen all

back of the truck,

was sure that he, the eldest young master of the Spearhead Group who once insulted

might actually die if I went

Flop!