Chapter 111 The Ximenez Family Of Jazona

 

A food deliveryman?

 

Upon hearing Kyson’s words, the crowd burst into peals of laughter.

It was abundantly evident that he was deliberately insulting Jonathan.

“Why are the lot of you laughing?” At their hysterics, Kyson snorted before retorting, “Tell you what, don’t look down on the food deliverymen in my production team. I pay them over seven thousand a month! If it weren’t for Josephine’s sake, I wouldn’t have offered him such a cushy job.”

 

As his words rang out, the crowd’s laughter grew in volume.

Over seven thousand! It might be an astronomical sum to others, but it’s nothing to us! We effortlessly get paid over ten thousand a month without having to stand in the sun or rain. All we’ve got to do is to tap away on the keyboard. Unlike us, he’s only getting five or six thousand a month when he’s running errands for someone else!

In a thrice, contempt brimmed in their eyes.

“You think it’s a cushy job?” Jonathan threw Kyson a chilly look.

 

“Of course! It’s far better than you having to stand in the scorching sun at the construction site yet making less than seven thousand a month, no?” Kyson sneered.

 

“Since you think that is a cushy job, I’ll pay you ten grand to deliver food to my house every day!” Jonathan eyed him coldly, drawling, “What do you think about that?”

“What are you implying?” Kyson’s expression instantly darkened when he saw that the man actually dared talk back to him. “Do you think I look as though I’m short of ten thousand?”

“Then, do you think I look as though I’m short of seven thousand?” Jonathan riposted in a glacial voice.

for Josephine, do you think you’ve got the right to sit here with us? Every one of us

an idiot!” Jonathan scoffed at the man’s pompous

must not have seen any high-end restaurants in his life before. Back when I was in Yaleview, a dozen state banquets chefs cooked for

he actually dared to call him names, Kyson slammed his hand on the table, seemingly on the verge of

you’re an idiot!” Jonathan

swung it at Jonathan’s head. If the bottle were to find its mark, the man would certainly end up

the timider women had already screwed their eyes shut

the men had their gazes fixated on Jonathan with anticipation shining brightly in their eyes, fervently hoping that he

at a construction site, yet he dares to act brazenly at such a place? Does

 

“You asked for it!”

hand slightly. A mere second before the beer bottle in Kyson’s hand hit his

a smidge of force, the snapping sound of bones

“Ahh! My hand!

wail echoed in the private room. While he was howling in

so forceful that one of Kyson’s teeth

noisy.

bringing him to the ground

know who he is?” Right that moment, Clay shot to his

it matter?” Casting him an indifferent glance, Jonathan murmured, “I only know

“How dare you!”

Jonathan, yet he didn’t dare

picking on ordinary people with no power or influence, but in the face of a ruthless man like him who almost killed someone, they were

dare you hit

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