Chapter 293
Chapter 293
Georgia enjoyed bullying others.
She also enjoyed showing off her superiority.
Every day, she would play poker with her friends, take the subway, ride the bus, or go jogging to flaunt her privilege.
After all, the world of the wealthy was beyond the imagination of the commoners.
Not long after, the roaring of the engine could be heard as a Maybach 62S moved swiftly and came to a stop at the entrance of Scarlet Swan Villa, blocking the way.
Then, Ethan stepped out of the car.
He was a burly, chubby-faced man with a potbelly and a bowl cut.
One could tell by looking at him that he was a dangerous and ruthless figure.
However, despite his character, he went to stand reverently next to another car door and personally opened it for someone else.
Right after that, a man in his forties clad in a black suit came down from the vehicle. He had a calm yet solemn expression on his face. Ivan, who was in his sixties, followed closely behind the man.
After the three stepped down from the car, they looked at Donald, who was sitting at the entrance of Scarlet Swan Villa.
Donald remained still as he glanced at Timothy.
Is he from the Freedman clan, one of the Ten Prestigious Families in the country?
There were already three conglomerates in Pollerton: Neil from the Yund family, Tyrone from the Campbell clan, and Timothy from the Freedman clan.
Upon seeing Ethan and Timothy's arrival, Bruno and Jerome beamed with happiness. The two darted toward them at once.
“Please seek justice for us, Ethan! The abandoned child of the Campbell clan doesn't even respect you!” Georgia rushed toward Ethan and Timothy and made wild gestures as she spoke. She glared at Donald in anger. She even rolled her eyes.
Felicia then said, “Yes, she's right! Donald has gone overboard, Ethan!
He also said he will only let us go at two hundred thousand each!”
Kenneth remained silent. However, a glint of murderous intent flashed past his eyes as he glared at Donald. Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org
Ethan strode toward Donald and looked down at him from high above. “Are you tired of living?”
Sitting casually on a chair, Donald looked at Ethan indifferently and responded in a calm tone, “Possibly.”
Ethan was confounded by his answer.
Suddenly, Donald chuckled. “You're a hooligan. What are you doing stirring up trouble everywhere? Shouldn't you be in hiding? Who gave you that confidence to strut about?”
As he spoke, he shot a glance at Timothy.
In other words, Donald would finish Timothy off if the latter decided to get himself involved in this matter.
However, Timothy and Ethan could not understand Donald.
Ethan gave Donald a thumbs-up and let out a peal of laughter. “Haha! Hey, loser! I can get rid of you on my own!”
Timothy walked forward. His eyes landed on Bradley. He said, “I think you're confident because you've got him. Am I right?”
Timothy pointed a finger at Bradley.
Donald replied, “No. I'm confident because I know what I'm capable of.”
Georgia bellowed in rage, “Ha! What nonsense!”
Felicia pointed at Donald and snarled, “In your dreams! You're only a loser! No wonder Jennifer divorced you!” “Slap her,” said Donald in a low voice.
Slap!
Bradley disappeared instantly from his spot. A hard slap was swiftly hurled on Felicia's face.
Felicia shrieked in pain and collapsed to the ground. A few teeth fell out of her mouth.
“Finish him off, Ethan! Seek justice for me!” Felicia shouted in agony.
Timothy was infuriated.
How dare Donald hit Felicia in front of me!
Ivan had flinched and narrowed his eyes when Bradley made a move on Felicia. The man was simply too fast. Moreover, he exuded an aura of an expert who had achieved the divine stage of the Profound Realm, which meant that Bradley had a power level of around four hundred thousand.
With a power level of four hundred thousand, he can swiftly finish me off! Why does Donald have such an expert like him?
“All right, Donald!” Timothy said with a cold expression. Tie's confident because he's got me. How about that?”