Donald grabbed a red wine bottle and smashed Peterson on the head.
Bang!
Peterson’s hair was instantly drenched by the wine the moment the bottle shattered.
“Ahhh!” Peterson let out a howl in pain. He tried to haul himself to his feet, but he could hardly move.
“Donald!” Brandon roared in rage as he dashed forward.
Before the former could do anything, Zayne, Tyson, and Lucas hurriedly stood up and pinned the father and son against the table.
“So, you have Silas on your side?” asked Donald calmly.
Joshua walked to Donald and muttered, “He is Lord of Underground in Terrandya Provincial Center who has great influence in sixteen cities, and he has a connection with the Winston and Denzel family.”
The Denzel family was the most powerful clan in Pollerton, followed by the Winston family.
Donald revealed a meaningful smile. “I see. Interesting.”
“He’s right. Not only Silas has our back, but also someone you couldn’t imagine!” said Brandon with a hideous look. “Just you wait. Mr. Doyle’s henchmen are on their way now. I’m going to rid Pollerton of trash!”
What Brandon meant was he wanted to wipe out Joshua and anyone who was related to him.
Donald grabbed a chair and sat down before taking a phone away from Brandon’s hand. “Here. Give Silas a call.”
Brandon froze for a second before snickering. “What’s wrong? Are you afraid?”
“Let me tell you something. You’re too late. Today, I’m going to send you to prison!” Peterson chimed in.
Donald brought a pot of scarlet swan soup over before grabbing Peterson by the hair and immersing the latter’s face into the hot liquid.
“Ahhh!” Peterson screamed in indescribable agony because he felt like he was near death.
“Call him now,” said Donald as he looked at Brandon frostily.
The latter trembled as he made the call. After getting through to Silas, he appealed, “Mr. Doyle, save me! Donald holds me and Peterson captive!”
“Pass the phone to him now,” said the person on the other end of the line.
Donald took over the phone and asked, “Silas Doyle?”
“You’re Donald?” Silas’ voice was low and sounded unperturbed.
As Lord of Underground in Terrandya Provincial Center, Silas had a formidable social status. Even Ten Prestigious Families had to think twice before laying a finger on him.
However, it would not work for Donald, as one of his mission was to unnerve underground forces.
I don’t care if he is Lord of Underground or whatsoever, and I’m going to take down the underground. If he still wants to stand in my way, I’ll summon the Azuro army back to the country. I’ll see if he’s bold enough to take the risk!
“You’re right. Your broker slapped Joshua just now, and I just returned the favor,” replied Donald.
“Apologize now and let him go,” Silas only responded blandly.
Donald sneered, “What if I don’t?”
“Nevermind. I have one hundred ways to destroy you.” At that point, Silas still remained unmoved.
I can’t believe an unknown brat is challenging me now.
“I’ll wait for you then,” said Donald and hung up the phone.
“What about these two?” asked Zayne.
Donald answered, “Strip them off and take them out for a parade.”
“I’ll drive. Let me get a livestock truck.” Charles revealed an unusual sinister smile.
Hearing that, Brandon and Peterson were taken aback.
Soon, they were stripped naked.
At three in the afternoon, a bizarre scene appeared on one of Pollerton’s main streets.
On a livestock truck, two men were locked in the cage with only short pants on, shuttling through the bustling city.
However, people soon got over the farce, as they were more interested in the grand occasion in the morning.
At last, a few rumors circulated through the city.
Some said Charles’ boss, Tristan, organized such a grand banquet because he fell in love with Jennifer.
Some claimed that Lord Campbell threw the party for Jennifer out of respect for Ysabel.
