Son-In-Law Madness

Chapter 724

“So, did you have a good chat with Mr. Gerkin?” Donald asked.

John returned the phone to Donald. With a thud, he kneeled before the latter in front of everyone. “I'm sorry, Mr. Campbell. I didn't mean to lie to you. It's all because Theron told me I could make a fortune by doing this and that the police of Chanaea wouldn't come after me. I wasn't thinking straight. Please forgive me!”

Theron and Tracy were befuddled at the sight of Jones kneeling before Donald so swiftly. What's going on? In our plan, John has the most distinguished identity as he's supposed to be our final attempt at enticing prospective students into paying their fees. After all, not everyone knows Skovos and Geoffrey personally. The students will only be willing to pay after knowing that John is associated with those two. Why is John kneeling before Donald before we can even get him to pay up?

Theron wanted to pull John up, but the latter refused to rise to his feet.

“Mr. Johnstone, what are you doing? He's here to learn from you. Why are you behaving this way?” Theron questioned when he failed to make John budge.

Seeing that Theron was shooting him looks, John was dying to slap him across the face. Not only am I not Skovos' teacher, but this young man is actually Skovos' friend!

“That's enough. Stop acting, will you? You've failed to fool me.”

Right after speaking, Donald punched through the crate next to him and grabbed a handful of cotton out of it.

With a smirk, he said to Theron, “If I remember correctly, Schlaufen is a cosmetic company, no? Why does a cosmetic company have crates of cotton in its warehouse? Are you guys preparing to switch to the fashion industry?”

Theron gritted his teeth and refuted, “If you aren't interested in learning, we won't force you. What you're doing now is making life difficult for us.”

“Oh? Is that so?” Donald got rid of the cotton in his hand and replied, “I was sincerely hoping to learn something here. However, you guys aren't capable of teaching me anything. Also, how is it my problem that your life is difficult?”

As soon as Theron heard those words, he knew Donald was there to expose his lie.

An idea came to mind, and he whipped out his phone to make a call. Soon, those workers who were busy working moments ago all stopped working and gathered around them.

“What's the matter, Mr. Dorst? Are you having trouble?” A burly man with a cigarette between his lips appeared at the scene with a bunch of his lackeys.

In response, Theron pointed at Donald and said, “This fellow came to stir up trouble. Help me teach him a lesson.”

Terry Quigley removed the cigarette from between his lips and looked at Donald disdainfully. “You're intelligent enough to expose Mr. Dorst's trick. However, I wonder if you know how to fight.”

Terrified, Jennifer quickly hid behind Donald. Meanwhile, Leonard immediately picked up a wooden stick from the ground and got ready to fight Terry and his lackeys.

Donald shot Terry an intrigued look and asked, “Well, what do I need to do to show you if I can fight?”

“It's simple. I have a hundred and fifty men with me. If you can defeat all of us, that means you can fight,” Terry replied.

Logically, there was no way one man could defeat a hundred and fifty people on his own.

Terry might not be the most skilled fighter in Pollerton, but he certainly knew how to use the number of lackeys he had to his advantage.

Folnact South was a remote region, not to mention that their warehouse was in a very secluded spot in the area, so even if Donald were to call for assistance, help would only arrive after he had gotten a beating.

With that knowledge in mind, Terry uttered confidently, “My request is simple. You can either pay us two million now to settle this issue, or we'll give you a beating first, then ask for the two million from your family.” Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.