Chapter 1123: Chapter 1123: Illegitimate Daughter Chapter 1123: Chapter 1123: Illegitimate Daughter As soon as the man in the suit and sunglasses finished speaking, the bodyguards behind him quickly moved toward Julius Reed and his group with perfect coordination.
From the mont they entered, their eyes had been fixated on Julius Reed’s table.
Afraid that the group might escape through the window.
Now, the patrons of the Big Yellow Duck thed restaurant had been completely dispersed.
They were free to do as they wished.
Without any reservations.
In the north of the city, there was just this plot of land.
Purchased by the Cook Family, they built this thed restaurant on it.
The surroundings were empty and barren.
“Laird Cook, where is he?”
The leader asked aloud.
The hidden weapon box was still pressed against Aron Jackson’s head.
“Dead.”
Julius Reed stood up, looked at the man, and asked coldly, “Cook Family People?”
“Dead?”
The man seed surprised, and after a brief shock, he suddenly laughed, “You dare to kill soone in broad daylight?
Don’t joke, brother.
I’ll give you one chance, tell where Laird Cook is.”
After he spoke, he took a deep drag of his cigar and blew the smoke in Aron Jackson’s face, “Otherwise, I’ll break his leg.”
The man slowly lowered the tip of the dart towards Aron Jackson’s left leg.
“Next, if your words fail to satisfy , then I’m sorry, your friend’s leg is gone.”
He added, “I am Palr Cook, Ian Cook’s brother.
I think you might have heard of my na.”
The Whitaker Family!
Once the foremost wealthy family in Morwenna!
Now, replaced by the Cook Family.
After seizing the Whitaker Family’s properties, Ian Cook didn’t change her na and even claid she wanted to find Bamboo Whitaker to smoothly transition the properties back.
But anyone with clear sight knew, this was to completely eradicate them.
After taking over the Whitaker Family’s business, the Cook Family not only didn’t diminish it, but made it flourish even more.
Even the old rivals of the Whitaker Family, under Ian Cook’s iron fist, were driven to bankruptcy, closure, or utter ruin.
For a ti, Ian Cook was unrivaled in glory!
Becoming a well-known female entrepreneur.
But she rarely appeared in public, usually represented by Cook Family people at public events.
Now, Whitaker Corporation, not only wielded great influence in Morwenna.
It had even extended its reach to the capital.
The reason why Palr Cook acted so toughly was that he was Ian Cook’s own brother!
Inside Whitaker Corporation, Palr Cook was a core mber in na and reality.
Small Gonzalez City, he truly did not regard it as a significant concern.
“I said, I killed Laird Cook.”
Julius Reed stood up, hands shoved in his pockets, “You don’t believe ?”
“I think you really won’t be convinced until you see the coffin!
You dare to kill soone?”
Palr Cook’s expression darkened, his finger lightly resting on the trigger.
Whoosh!
The next mont.
He only saw a blur before his eyes.
Julius Reed, who had been five ters away from him just a mont ago, suddenly appeared right in front of Palr Cook!
And directly snatched away the hidden weapon box!
“You…
are you human or ghost!”
Palr Cook felt a chill on his back, his scalp tingling!
He hadn’t even seen it clearly!
“Protect the young master!”
After a brief mont of stupor, the bodyguards hurried over.
Whoosh!
The first dart!
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The nearest bodyguard was directly blown away!
Clatter!
Julius Reed loaded another dart, aiming it at the remaining bodyguards.
Whoosh!
Another dart.
He threw the hidden weapon box on the ground, looked at the wailing bodyguards on the ground, and walked up to Palr Cook.
“Now, do you believe when I say I killed Laird Cook?”
“Believe…”
Palr Cook’s tongue was tied.
His face pale as paper, beads of sweat continuously dripping down.
He usually caused trouble with bodyguards around, who would dare oppose him?
This lance had been sitting in the car for over a year, never fired.
In short, it was nothing but a paper tiger.
But today!
Soone killed right in front of him!
Palr Cook’s legs shook like sieves, sweat pouring down.
“You dare point a lance at !”
Slap!
Aron Jackson swung his palm, then fiercely kicked!
Whoosh!
Palr’s body crashed into the table, curling up in pain.
“Boss, I was wrong…”
He clutched his head, his face distorted.
Pain!
His spine hit the table, how could it not hurt?
The pampered Palr Cook, when had he ever suffered such humiliation?
“In Gonzalez City, you dare point a lance at ?”
Whoosh!
The more Aron thought about it, the angrier he got!
He had painstakingly built up his stronghold in Gonzalez City over the years.
Yet today, a young punk from out of town dared to point a lance at him!
And right in front of Julius Reed!
Aron felt utterly humiliated!
A flurry of punches and kicks left Palr’s nose blue and face swollen, blood splattered all over.
“Bro…
let’s talk this out, if you want money I’ll give money, whatever you want, I’ll give…”
Despite everything, he was still a shrewd businessman.
A wise man does not eat a loss before him; he’d rather submit first to save his life.
Once he stepped outside of this minor city turf, he was still the king!
A re local snake of a city, what was he compared to him!
Not qualified to be ntioned in the sa breath!
“Want your life?” Just then, the icy voice of Julius Reed suddenly sounded.
“What!”
Palr was initially stunned, then curled up into a ball.
He wanted to run, but having been brutally pounded by Aron, he couldn’t stand up.
“Let’s talk.”
Julius pulled a chair over, sitting above Palr.
In his hand, he twirled a steel fork.
“Starting now, I ask, you answer.
Any superfluous words, or lies.
A steel fork will pierce your body.”
Whoosh!
As soon as the words left his mouth, the steel fork in Julius’s hand thrust down fiercely!
The glass table over Palr’s head shattered instantly!
Glass shards scattered everywhere.
“I understand!
I get it!”
The loud noise terrified Palr, making his speech unsteady.
“Brother.
Ask away!”
His eyes wide with terror, he gazed at Julius, his heart filled with extre fear.
“Good.
Now, the first question.”
Julius held the steel fork, slightly leaning forward: “What is the relationship between the Cook family and dicine King Valley?”
“This…” Hearing the three words ‘dicine King Valley,’ Palr’s body shook, and his eyes started to flicker.
“I haven’t…”
“I said, if you lie or claim ignorance.
You know the consequences!” Julius said with a faint smile.
“Or, would you like to taste the steel fork?
And, don’t bla for not warning you.
Since I know about dicine King Valley, I definitely understand your Cook family.”
“dicine King Valley…
my sister Ian Cook, is an Inner Sect Disciple of dicine King Valley…”
Palr clenched his teeth, answering in a low voice.
“What!”
Beside him, Karen widened her eyes, pointing at Palr: “You’re lying!
dicine King Valley doesn’t have any female disciples!
Especially not Inner Sect Disciples, I’ve seen them all, there are no won!
That’s the rule!”
He was a Disciple of dicine King Valley.
Although just an Outer Sect Disciple, he had been there many years, seasoned and knowledgeable.
The rules of dicine King Valley, Karen knew them all too well!
Won were not admitted, that was the most basic rule.
Won ca with too many inconveniences, and tradition in these old sects was to transmit from n to n, not to won.
“If my sister is the illegitimate daughter of dicine King…”
Palr lifted his head slightly, speaking cautiously.
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