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Simon stiffened and stopped leaving. He looked at Bryson in panic.
"Uncle ... anything else?"
"How did you know Lance?" Bryson asked.
Simon knew that when Lance secretly came to the Peace City, Bryson still had a conflict with Lance and wanted to
find him. It was then that Simon met Lance. Lance was extremely hungry and Simon invited him to dinner.
If Bryson knew that Simon once hindered him, he would definitely be angry.
So Simon lied. He said, "Well, I met him just now. They caught me and I told them I was your nephew. Then they let
go of me."
"Is that all?"
"Sure." Simon felt guilty and he didn't dare to look Bryson in the eye.
But Bryson knew that he was lying. Simon would keep looking around whenever he lied, which evidently indicated
that he felt guilty.
At that moment, Simon's phone rang.
Simon was excited as the call was from his mother.
He never found receiving his mother's call so exciting before.
Simon answered the call immediately to prevent Bryson from questioning him.
"Hi, mom!"
Before his mother finished speaking, Simon continued to say, "Mom, I'm with uncle. I'll go home right now and
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtarrive in half an hour."
Then he hung up the phone.
He turned to Bryson and said, "Uncle, my mom urges me to go home. She is worried about me. I tell her that I'll
arrive home in half an hour. I have to go now."
Knowing that Simon was eager to leave, Bryson felt impatient and waved at him. "OK."
"Goodbye." Simon heaved a sigh of relief.
Then he quickly went out of Bryson's office without hesitation.
When Simon left, Bryson's face clouded over.
He believed that Simon met Lance before. Otherwise, Lance wouldn't let go of Simon. Though, he didn't care about
how they knew each other.
Cooperating with Lance wouldn't cause any loss for the Cordova Group.
But Bryson clearly understood that Lance, who didn't rely on legal business, had another purpose.
Anyway, Bryson would stop him no matter what purposes he had.
Then Bryson's phone rang. He glanced at the screen. It was from his subordinate.
"Have you got him?"
The subordinate replied, "Yes."
"Send me the address. I'll arrive soon."
"Yes!"
...
Anthony, Elvis's father, was kidnapped by Bryson's subordinates and taken to an abandoned house. He sat at the
corner, leaning against the wall. Two men were aiming their guns at his head.
Seeing the guns, he was terrified.
Earlier this day, he heard that Simon was kidnapped and he was about to tell Kylee. So that Kylee would leave the
Cordova Mansion.
However, Kylee knew that Simon was safe before leaving her home. So Anthony's scheme failed.
He kept calling those gangsters to question why they let go of Simon. But they didn't answer his call.
Things seemed strange. So he planned to run away.
Then he was caught on the way.
"Who are you? Do you know who I am? How dare you treat me like that? Do you wanna die?" Anthony shouted to
the men standing in front of him.
"Mr. Cordova, long time no see!" Bryson said in a cold voice, which frightened Anthony.
Anthony looked at the door and saw Bryson.
"Bryson?"
"Yes, it's me. Why are you so surprised to see me?"
Anthony looked at Bryson angrily.
"Bryson, since you call me Mr. Cordova, I am your elder. How could you treat me in this way? Don't you think you'll
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"I call you Mr. Cordova as you are my grandfather's younger brother. But you don't deserve my respect for what
you did."
"You!" Anthony pointed at him while quivering. "You bastard! How dare you tie me up? Call your grandmother and
ask her to come here. Does she allow you to treat your elders in this way? What a traitor in our family!"
"Traitor?" Bryson chuckled. "When you asked someone to kidnap Simon, didn't you think about the result?"
Anthony felt guilty but he disguised his emotion in a second.
"What are you talking about? I never do that. Don't wrong me."
Bryson smiled again. He took out his phone and showed a video to Anthony.
In the video, Elvis was bleeding and got severely injured. He looked at the camera and murmured, "Dad, help,
help!"
Anthony was shocked. The scene was painful for him.
He pointed to Bryson again and said, "Bastard. How could you torture Elvis? Are you cold-blooded?"
Bryson still smiled and squatted in front of Anthony.
"Mr. Cordova, you know that I'm cold-blooded, don't you?"
Anthony was stunned. He couldn't do anything but stare at Bryson.
Everyone in the Cordova family knew how Bryson consolidated his power.
He was always brutal, cold-blooded and ruthless, never forgiving anyone who should be punished.
Those who made a mistake would be tortured, without release of death.
Anthony finally came to realize what Bryson was.
He was not a human, but a devil.
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