NovelBookChapter 524 Hovering Bullets When Donald saw Jennifer, who was on the couch with a swollen red
cheek, his gaze turned cold. After Donald took a step forward, Gordon and Oscar finally noticed the
bullets hovering in front of him. As Donald continued walking forward, the bullets turned to face Gordon
while still hovering in midair. Gordon panicked and tried to flee, but in the next second, those bullets
flew toward their target at a much quicker speed. In the blink of an eye, Gordon was riddled with
bullets. Gordon’s blood splattered on Oscar’s face as Oscar stared at Donald, who looked like a demon
that had just crawled out of hell. In his fear, he fell on his buttocks and stammered out, “D-Donald, what
are you trying to do? I have the Freedman clan backing me up!
The Freedmans won’t let you off if you touch even one of my fingers!” Crack. Right as Oscar was done
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtspeaking, Donald’s umbrella tapped on Oscar’s right index finger. The blaze of pain made Oscar
scream in agony. His right index finger had been bent to a strange angle, and it was a terrifying sight to
behold. “I touched a finger. What will the Freedman clan do to me now?” “How dare you, Donald
Campbell? The Freedman clan… The Freedman clan will never forgive you for this!” “The Freedman
clan?” Donald let out a derisive snort. “How did you think I came here?” Right. How did he come here?
This is the Heavenly Private Room. He couldn’t have… slaughtered his entire way here, right? “That’s
impossible! This is the Youngblood family’s safe house. How can a loser like you enter this place?” “I’m
already standing in front of you, but you’re still denying reality?” Donald questioned as he looked at the
pathetic Oscar. “I’ll let you die in peace. My name is Donald Campbell, and my territory is Quadfield.”
There was nothing unique about the name Donald Campbell, for there were plenty of people whose
name was Donald Campbell in the world. What frightened Oscar was how he said that his territory was
Quadfield. The territory controller of Quadfield, Lord Campbell? “Y-You’re Lord Campbell?” It was at
that moment Oscar finally understood how Donald managed to charge all the way inside. Not even ten
safe houses were safe from Lord Campbell, let alone Est Montaigne. No wonder Sebastian was
adamant about being on Donald’s side, even if it meant that he’d be against his family. It’s because
Donald is Lord Campbell! Surprisingly, Oscar calmed down upon knowing Donald’s identity. He knew
that he was doomed to death. “Can you… make it quick?” A cruel grin grew on Donald’s face as he
glanced at the camera in the room. “Do you really think that I’ll grant you a quick death?” In the
meantime, other than Braxton of the Irving family, the people from the other eight prestigious families
were all standing right outside Est Montaigne. The people of the eight prestigious families were baffled
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmas they looked at the tightly shut door. “Est Montaigne has never closed since the opening of its
establishment. What’s going on today? Are they trying to take Mr.
Campbell’s ten billion worth of assets?” The people from the eight prestigious families had been taking
out all of their trump cards in an attempt to get their hands on Jennifer from Est Montaigne. Yet, they
came only to be greeted by the closed doors of Est Montaigne. Wyatt Humboldt of the Humboldt family
said to Gibbons, “Don’t you know what kind of being the Youngblood family is? How can the
Youngbloods’ safe house be worth less than Mr. Campbell’s ten billion worth of assets? Instead of
joking about the Youngbloods here, we should be thinking about who should enter first and who should
enter last.”
They were all confident with the trump cards they had, and that was why the order of entrance was
important. Errol Winston of the Winston family pushed the glasses on his nose bridge higher. “I’m the
first to arrive, so I should be the one who enters first. Does any of you object to that?” “Rubbish! It’s one
thing to have an order of entrance for a bathroom trip, but that won’t work here!” “Stop fighting. Why
don’t we draw lots? We’ll decide who should enter based on that instead.”
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