The Strongest Warrior’s Revenge by Valerie Bach

Chapter 35

Upon hearing the phone ring, Robert’s expression suddenly changed. He immediately spoke up.

“Master, this ringtone is specifically set for my subordinates investigating the Clifford family incident. It might be news about the Clifford family!”

At Gavin’s signal, Robert instantly answered the call and put it on speakerphone.

When it came to matters concerning the Clifford family, Robert naturally wanted to inform Gavin as soon as possible.

As soon as the call connected, a man’s urgent voice came through.

“Mr. Jordan, something bad has happened! Hurry to the Oceanfront Clubhouse now!”

Robert was momentarily stunned upon hearing this,

He instinctively asked, “What happened? What’s going on?”

The urgent voice on the other end of the phone sounded again.

“Kris has been captured by the eldest son of the Holman family at the Oceanfront Clubhouse!”

With a swift motion, Gavin rose from the sofa.

“Master.” Robert began to say, but before he could continue, there was a sudden “whoosh.”

The front door of the rented apartment was somehow left open. It revealed that Gavin’s figure had disappeared in an instant. Robert stared blankly at the empty corridor in front of him. He fell into a daze.

It was the urgent voice on the phone that brought Robert’s thoughts back.

“Mr. Jordan, what should we do? Should we go rescue her? I feel Kris is in a very dangerous situation right now!”

The man called Robert “Mr. Jordan’ respectfully because Robert was the commander-in-chief in action, not some president of a company.

Of course, Robert was the commander-in-chief of the investigation into the Clifford family incident.

On his end, Robert listened to the voice on the phone with a somewhat strange expression.

Then, he said slowly, “Um… you guys stay in place and don’t move. Disperse the personnel you brought with you and surround the perimeter of the Oceanfront Clubhouse. Regardless of what happens at the Oceanfront Clubhouse, pretend you didn’t see anything as if nothing happened!”

“Huh?” The man on the other end of the phone clearly didn’t understand why Robert was saying this.

After all, hadn’t Robert previously emphasized that Kris’s situation was the top priority?

However, before the man could ask, Robert hung up the phone.

The man on the other end was left with a confused face.

Meanwhile, at the Oceanfront Clubhouse of Brookspring.

in Brookspring blazed brilliantly. It was as

not open to the public on this particular night. This didn’t deter the massive crowd that had gathered within Oceanfront Clubhouse.

it was filled entirely with individuals affiliated

and attendants or bodyguards of the

of them gathered in the central square of the Oceanfront

was a man. There wasn’t

as if they were on the verge of witnessing a

the forefront of the central square, a brightly lit

smile walked onto the stage with a microphone in his hand.

of cheers, applause, and ovation resonated through

was Scott Holman, the eldest son of

1/3

appeared to relish being

his hand to suppress the cheers. Then, clearing his throat into the microphone, he began to speak.

everyone so elated? Is it because you can’t wait to claim your own bitch?

erupted once

face took on a lecherous grin as he loudly proclaimed.

“Very well!

assured, none of you will

continued, “Let me explain the

the crowd of men, who appeared to be as eager as aggressive,

Holman family has captured the

stir. Even before Scott finished speaking, another

he continued his speech.

present can begin the lottery

a chance. Depending on the number you draw, all of you can take Kris

don’t play too rough. There are still brothers waiting their turn!”

resounded

“Hahaha…”

and grating,

laughter. He then raised his

Let’s cut to the chase!

that

speaking,

and every one of them

a person walked onto the

the other end of the chain

looked very

were clear imprints of five fingers on her face, and her nose and

and sleeves, one

Gavin’s aunt and once the most beautiful woman in

at this moment, the Brookspring beauty, Kris, whose eyes should have been radiant and sparkling, now appeared hollow and lifeless, with a dull look in her

like that of a soulless, lifeless puppet. She was mechanically led to the