Chapter 139 The Patriarch Of The York Family

That’s impossible!

Tavion didn’t believe that Jonathan could have some hidden identity.

I know him all too well! After the company went bankrupt back then, he owed a boatload of debts and was even hunted down by the loan sharks! If he really has some hidden identity, how could he possibly have been pursued for an entire year? Just look at him! He’s so broke that he can’t even afford to buy a set of decent clothes. Also, he has never even ridden in a Rolls-Royce. How could he be some anonymous big shot?

“Kid, it seems that I’ve underestimated you!” While everyone was still wondering about Jonathan’s hidden identity, Preston threw him an icy look and drawled, “I never thought that you’d have a few tricks up your sleeve that even the police chief doesn’t dare interfere in your affairs! But so what? Compared to the York family, you’re still no more than an ant!”

Rhett was a mere police chief, so he truly didn’t take him seriously.

Compared to the York family, what’s an inconsequential police chief?

“In my eyes, the York family is likewise no more than an ant!” Indifference was written all over Jonathan’s face.

Even the four prominent families in Jazona are merely bigger ants in my eyes, not to mention the lone York family!

When Preston saw that, disdain promptly marred his features. “Hah! I hope you can still say that when my grandfather arrives later instead of throwing yourself down before me on your knees and begging me to spare you! If that happens, I’ll be utterly disappointed in you!”

He could seemingly imagine the scene whereby the man would fall to his knees before him like a dog and beg him to spare him after his grandfather arrives in a while.

Regretfully, Jonathan didn’t even spare him a single glance.

an ant, so there’s no point in me

the entire private room was

of the patriarch of the York family, for they seemingly felt that there was only one way things would end once the man arrived—Jonathan would

that they would insist on staying even if they were

eager to see how Jonathan was going to

with his limbs chopped off and fed to the fishes in the Goda River? Or would he be hanged from the roof of Empyrean Palace under the scorching sun for three days and nights before being buried in a hole

was still and silent in the private room, a bang suddenly split the air as the room door was kicked open

that, more than a dozen men

an elderly man with gray hair

with a dragon head in his hand, and every step he took appeared exceedingly weak. It was

him looking so frail that he seemed to have a foot in the grave,

was the current patriarch

and kept them standing firm throughout the years. Furthermore, he even safeguarded their position as one of the four prominent families

“Grandpa!”

moment spotted Hunter, and he cried

 

nodded placidly

blood all over the man and the bruise on his face that an imperceptible flash of wrath glinted in his eyes. “Who

his question, Preston pointed at Jonathan at once. “Grandpa, it was him who

over you! You’ve truly embarrassed the York family!” Snorting, Hunter banged the cane in his hand hard. Preston was stricken that he flinched even as a glimmer

need any excuses from you! Get on your knees!” With a single reprimand from the man, Preston fell

his

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