My Dad Please Come 847

Chapter 847

The worker froze, his face draining of color. “Mr. Greenwood? Gilbert Greenwood?”

One of the men in black nodded grimly. “That’s right. He sent us to end you. You’re gonna die today.”

Fear cracked the worker’s voice. “You must be mistaken! How could Mr. Greenwood want me dead? Call him again and ask. There’s no way he wants to harm me!”

“Cut the nonsense,” one of the guards snapped.

“I’m telling the truth,” the worker insisted. “Just call Mr. Greenwood and ask. We’re working together. Has he already forgotten?”

A cold laugh escaped the guardsman. “He hasn’t forgotten a thing He says you know too much. Only the dead won’t talk. He also said that you’re worth more dead than alive right now.”

The worker’s voice trembled. “What do you mean?”

“Don’t you get it? Once you’re dead, all the public backlash will fall on Lincoln Enterprise, and they’ll be crushed. Mr. Greenwood says your life is worthless anyway, so he’s using you to take down Lincoln Enterprise. At least your death will serve a purpose.”

guards glanced at another and gave a sharp nod. “What are you

“We’re on it!”

a length of hemp rope and looped it around

first, he doubted the men sent by Gilbert He figured Gilbert wouldn’t actually want him dead–but now, with the rope choking him, the

claw at the

a few of my sons to stir up trouble. I did everything he asked! Now Lincoln Enterprise is drowning in bad press, just like he wanted. I did exactly as I was

guards exchanged a look, then suddenly loosened

one of the guards down, then he scrambled up

vanished from sight like a man fleeing for his

“Mr. Lane, the worker got away. He was so scared that he

into a knowing smile. “He’s got nothing

turned to Halsey. “He’ll contact your

She hadn’t expected Shaun

and cunning, but he probably never

of people, you have to use extreme measures. It’s the

“You

moment, one of the black–clad guards handed over a voice recorder. “Mr. Lane, this is the recording

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