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 other vehicles, a convoy of cars speeding down

at me. “Not

go of his wound. “Kevin, speed

“It’s a minor injury.

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

oozing continuously, tears streamed down

face with a tissue. “Thought you were

never wished harm upon him, especially not the harm from

infuriating, “Yes, I am the crazy guy who took a bullet for you, the crazy guy who dropped everything to save you when he heard you were

his voice tinged with lethargy and weariness, “Gary called Kevin.” When

it in

pressed, “At Margaret’s hospital

was surprised. “How did you

made me

didn’t spout nonsense, did

repeated Margaret’s words. “She said you were out buying

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