Chapter 173

“Give me that piece of land in West End, Mr. Ferguson,” the bald guy said indifferently, “Messing with Mrs. Ferguson was his first mistake. As for the rest, I’ve taken care of it for you, Mr. Ferguson. You’ll be pleased with the outcome.”

With a slight smirk, Bryant replied in a cold, harsh tone, “Deal.“>

“Mr. Ferguson, Mr. Ferguson…” Lloyd begged.

Lloyd then realized the reinforcements weren’t there for him but were using the situation to curry favor with Bryant.

Panicked, he dashed out, clinging to Bryant’s legs, begging, “Mr. Ferguson, please, have mercy on me!”

“Kevin.” Bryant’s voice was icy.

With a swift kick, Kevin sent Lloyd sprawling, “Before laying a finger on Mrs. Ferguson, you should’ve weighed your odds. Too late for pleas now!”

Yet, undeterred, Lloyd crawled back, grabbing at my feet. “Mrs. Ferguson, Mrs. Ferguson, I was blind to your grace! Please spare me!“}} My hand pressed firmly over Bryant’s wound, the anger bubbling up inside at the thought of who had shot him. “Get lost!“}

took the wheel while Bryant’s men filled the other vehicles, a convoy of cars speeding

glanced at me. “Not

to let go of his wound. “Kevin,

“It’s a minor injury. Why

How is this a minor injury? Do you need

oozing continuously,

away and gently cleaned the dirt off my face with a tissue. “Thought you were set on the divorce. Why

I never wished harm upon him, especially not

the crazy guy who took a bullet for you, the crazy guy who dropped everything to save you when he heard you were in

his voice tinged with lethargy and weariness,

said, “Left it in the

pressed, “At Margaret’s

surprised. “How

smile. “The kidnappers made me call you. And

didn’t spout nonsense,

Margaret’s words. “She said you were out

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