Chapter 403 Do You Believe The News

 

“Is he really dead?”

 

Anson doubted what Samuel had said and took it to be utter nonsense.

“You think I’m lying?” Samuel snickered and added coldly, “Would I lie to a useless jerk with no arms and legs?”

“You…”

His words sent Anson into an uncontrollable tremble.

“Here’s a Hallsbay Bank check for ten million!” Samuel flicked the check at Anson’s face. “This amount should be enough for you to indulge in women for the rest of your life. Leave before daybreak tomorrow. I have no wish to see you in Gronga ever again.”

“Ten million?” Anson’s face darkened upon hearing that amount. “Are you taking me for a beggar? One hundred million and not a cent less, or I’ll not leave Gronga.”

 

“Money is useless if you can’t live to spend it. I take it that you understand this rationale,” said Samuel coldly. “What do you say if I get someone to kill you the moment you step out of Gronga? By then, you won’t even have a million, let alone one hundred million.”

 

A threat! A blatant threat!

When Anson heard that, his face turned purple with rage. “Where’s our father?”

“He doesn’t wish to see you,” replied Samuel in a chilly tone. “You are the greatest humiliation in his life—a son who’s a squanderer and philanderer and who has allowed his excesses to reduce him to a pile of garbage. He is very disappointed in you.”

“That’s not possible!”

Anson added in disbelief, “I’m his flesh and blood. How can he not want to see me?”

 

“You’re free to believe whatever you want to.” Samuel could not be bothered to waste more time with him. “But come tomorrow morning, if I find that you are still in Gronga, you can go to hell and meet the mainland guy.”

So saying, Samuel stood up and left.

At the very moment when he was about to open the door, the door to the ward slid open silently.

“Both of you are not going anywhere!” A voice rang out from outside the door.

young man in his twenties

moved to draw his gun. Before he could do anything,

replied Jonathan with a faint

possible. The room was blown to smithereens, and not a single soul survived. How can you

sniggered Jonathan as he

news!” cursed the

his cool. “Since the explosion did not kill you,

drew his gun and fired, all

deserves to die, and it makes no difference whether it is sooner or later. Regardless, he must die at

out, and a golden bullet flew straight toward Jonathan’s head. At the same time as Samuel fired his

Samuel stared wide-eyed

This is what happens in films! How could it happen in

Jonathan as

was no way that Jonathan was

Jonathan hastened forward and, with a flick of his wrist, grabbed hold of Samuel’s right hand. As he

gun fell out of his hand and into

Bang!

a bloody red bullet

of

come near

Samuel’s death before his very eyes, Anson panicked and lost control of

suffused with a strong stench

and legs previously was too easy on you,” said Jonathan

will come after you!” Anson was

Jonathan impassively. “Then, I’ll have to obliterate

resounding bang ensued. The bullet went right

a corpse even before he

day, before the dust had settled on the explosion at Velarium Hotel, another breaking news splashed across the front page

with violent deaths at

to investigations, both of them died

conclusion by the police was that

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