The Fake Son Is A Billionaire Young Master by Morningale

Chapter 80

Just give me five hours "Young Master Jeff" Chris furrowed = his brows. "Can you help? Can you help us track it?" "I need my computer first" Jeff answered. "Or wait, let me ask Smartie and Spooky to get it for me." "Ahh! Your new friends?" Chris questioned, his tone showing a tinge of curiosity.

That being said, Jeff took out his phone and called Smartie.

Soon after, Duane stormed outside, simmering rage burning in his eyes.

David felt a chill go down his spine when he saw his brother's enraged expression. He knew all too well the 1/12

wrath that awaited him. I "You are so utterly incompetent, David!" With a thunderous voice, ged Duane yelled across the yard. "You want me to put you in charge of things, but look at you! You are incapable of even doing the easiest jobs!" David tried to speak, but his voice caught in his throat, leaving him stammering, ""I-1'm sorry, brother. I had no intention of stirring up trouble." S Duane's rage grew even more intense.

"Sorry? Sorry won't fix the mess you've made, you fool!" he spat, his every word laced with venom.

He hurled a torrent of abuse at David, his words piercing the atmosphere with acrid contempt.

David's eyes dropped to the floor, his face flushed with shame from the weight of his brother's scathing remarks.

He was aware that trying to defend himself would only make Duane even more enraged. Instead, he chose the safer path of silence.

Duane's relentless criticism pierced David's heart, like a thousand tiny daggers. He had been accountable for the stolen goods, and he had not, adequately secured them during their previous job's chaos.

He was overcome with guilt as a result of the realization, which made him feel heavy-headed.

With his body quivering from Duane's intense stare, David's head hung low.

He longed to make things right, to prove his worth to his brother, but the words remained lodged in his throat; swallowed by fear and regret.

"That's why I don't like putting you in charge of things" Duane continued.

potential losses to our family in the event that we are unable to obtain

make promises you can't fulfill, David!" Duane yelled, his eyes darting away in anger. His eyes landed on Jeff whom he

locked with

silence despite Duane raining thousands of abuses on him. It is quite

that moment why Ethan had claimed David did not live up to

Duane's remarks were excessively

couldn't breathe well as

Duane spat out, seeing Jeff's gaze. He appeared to recall his father's remarks,

help you track the

body. "Do you think we are joking here, Kid? I don't have time for your jokes!" "Do I look like I'm joking? I will never make jokes

kid think he is? Just because he now has the heirloom in his possession? "can do it and I will do it" Jeff replied, confidence shining in his voice. "I'm

not sleeping and his lips, chapped from exhaustion. "Please help if you can or should I bring you to our technical team?" "You will have to bring me there but I asked someone to bring me my computer" Jeff answered. "I need my computer first." After a few minutes, Smartie arrived with

hard. He wondered how Jeff knew

"Thank you."

you" Smartie uttered and winked at him before

the bad

I'm coming" David brought out his keys and sprinted towards his car, motioning for

kept going until

Jeff got down, he saw a big building in front of him, it was the Malfoy Group Headquarters. = The structure was a towering representation of strength

displayed on a sign above the entrance, and Jeff could feel

directed Jeff inside the

the workers, they kept bowing

doors, they eventually arrived at their destination a few minutes

person had their gaze fixed on a computer screen, their fingers

the main database of