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!“}

aside and ushered us into the car. Kevin took the wheel while Bryant’s men filled the

glanced at me.

unable to let go of his wound. “Kevin, speed up! Call the hospital and

a minor injury. Why

How is this a minor injury? Do you need to be on death’s door

the blood oozing continuously, tears streamed down my face

and gently cleaned the dirt off my face with a tissue. “Thought you were set on the divorce. Why the fuss now?” I

aside, I never wished harm upon him,

bullet for you, the crazy guy who dropped

and weariness, “Gary called Kevin.” When hearing that, something clicked, and I hesitated

said, “Left it in

pressed, “At Margaret’s

surprised. “How did you

“The kidnappers made me call you. And Margaret

“She didn’t spout nonsense, did

said you were

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