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 Oceanfront Clubhouse in Brookspring blazed brilliantly. It was as if a grand ceremony

not open to the public on this particular night. This didn’t deter the massive crowd

with individuals affiliated with the Holman family this

them were either servants and attendants or bodyguards

the central square of the Oceanfront Clubhouse.

was a man. There wasn’t a single woman present.

expression of eager anticipation as if they were on the verge of witnessing

the central square, a

a smug smile walked onto the stage with a

cheers, applause, and

man was Scott Holman, the eldest son of the Holman

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appeared to relish being the center of

for a full five minutes, he raised his hand to suppress the cheers. Then, clearing his throat into the microphone, he began to speak.

you can’t wait to claim your

fell, the entire venue erupted once again with shouts and cheers.

took on a lecherous

“Very well!

you

me explain the rules of

crowd of men, who appeared to be as eager as aggressive, his grin

all know, the Holman family has captured the former

begun to stir. Even before Scott finished speaking,

deepened as he continued his

can begin the lottery

will have a chance. Depending on the number you draw, all of you can take Kris with you in

then continued. “But remember, don’t play too rough. There are still

Scott’s words, the central square resounded with another wave of

“Hahaha…”

was sharp and

laughter. He then

cut to the chase!

that

soon as he finished speaking, there was a commotion

them revealed fierce, predator-like

onto the stage with a

end of the chain was a dirty woman.

woman looked very

fingers on her face, and her nose and the corners of her mouth were stained with

wearing clothes, but from her neck and sleeves, one could clearly see the shocking

was Kris, Gavin’s aunt and once

should have been radiant and sparkling, now appeared hollow and lifeless, with a dull look in her

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