Chapter 702: Chapter 702: Bait_1
“Stop right there!”
As Orren Beaumont was about to get in the car, soone suddenly called out to him.
“Jarvis Davenport?”
He turned around, drenched in cold sweat!
Just ten minutes ago, he had confronted this woman face to face.
“Little sister, if you have sothing to say, wait until I get ho to talk.”
...
Orren Beaumont hurried into the car, trying to leave.
But Jarvis Davenport’s hand clung desperately to the car door, not giving him a chance.
“Sis, stop it. I have a mission to carry out.”
After saying that, he took out a wad of cash from his pocket and stuffed it into Jarvis Davenport’s hand, “Take this to spend for now; I’ll be back soon.”
“You’re not my brother.”
Jarvis Davenport looked at him coldly.
“Gulp.”
Orren Beaumont swallowed hard, his head slick with cold sweat.
“What are you joking about? We just confronted each other.” He forced a laugh, “Sis, I really have urgent business, let’s not fuss about this now.”
“You killed my brother.”
Jarvis Davenport’s tone was still devoid of any emotion.
“Stop ssing around…”
Orren Beaumont was in turmoil.
“Why didn’t you kill yesterday? And why did you leave fifty thousand dollars on my head?”
Jarvis Davenport stared intensely into Orren Beaumont’s eyes, as if trying to read his mind.
“You know?”
Orren Beaumont’s pupils shrank in an instant.
He had found Jarvis Davenport’s ho in the county with the intention to kill her and erase all traces. But at the last mont, he hadn’t gone through with it.
And when leaving, he had left fifty thousand dollars.
“After all, you killed my brother, I needed soone to take care of .” Jarvis Davenport bent down, whispering in Orren Beaumont’s ear, “Actually, I’ve never known what my mother looked like, my brother’s first woman was neighbor Uncle Wang’s daughter.”
“Then you…”
Orren Beaumont’s face was a picture of shock: “Then just now…”
“Soone offered ten million to lie for you.”
Whoosh!
Jarvis Davenport shut the car door and turned to walk away swiftly.
Leaving only Orren Beaumont in the car, shivering from the cold.
His hands gripping the steering wheel were already soaked with sweat.
Thinking back now, if just then…
Orren Beaumont didn’t dare to ponder.
And so three hundred ters away from them,
Julius Reed and Aron Jackson were standing at a street corner, watching the two part ways.
“If it were , I definitely would have killed Orren Beaumont.”
Aron Jackson held a cigarette in one hand and the other hand in his pocket, “Such an important mission, yet he let his emotions get in the way. If he had truly failed, it wouldn’t matter if he died, but he could have caused us all to be thrown in, our efforts wasted.”
“Isn’t life all about having feelings?”
Julius Reed smiled and shook his head, “He’s not a killing machine.”
“To think the Boss himself had to clean up his ss, Orren Beaumont really outdid himself.”
Aron Jackson took a drag on his cigarette, silently blowing out a ring of smoke.
“Anyone can operate a machine, but what about people’s hearts?”
Julius Reed patted his chest, “In this life, Orren Beaumont will never betray you. I need to accompany my wife on a visit to her family ho, so keep a close eye on things here.”
“Not spending the New Year in Gonzalez City?”
A look of disappointnt flashed in Aron Jackson’s eyes, “I was thinking… about mooching a al at your place.”
He quenched the cigarette butt, flicking it into a nearby trash can.
“If there’s nothing urgent in Gonzalez City, you could go and show your support for .” Julius Reed chuckled lightly, “Before I leave, I’ll take care of Fabian Percival for you.”
“Assassination?”
Aron Jackson’s voice tensed up suddenly.
Fabian Percival was no average person.
With the backing of the Roosevelt family, and recently, there were rumors that bosses from Five-river Province were going to pay him a visit!
And Fabian Percival planned to hold a grand banquet on the twenty-ninth of the twelfth lunar month, the day before New Year’s Eve.
At that ti,
all the bosses from Five-river Province would co to attend.
Recently, Fabian Percival has been keeping his doors shut, could it be that my boss intends to storm the Five-lakes Clubhouse?
Under broad daylight, wouldn’t the impact be too dreadful?
“Kill him? Why would I need to do it myself?”
Julius Reed looked at Aron Jackson with contempt, “If I want him dead by the twenty-ninth of the twelfth lunar month, could he live until New Year’s Eve?”
“Should I prepare a fine coffin, then?”
Aron Jackson imdiately beca interested.
He knew all too well the capabilities of his boss.
“Don’t be stingy with money.”
Julius Reed looked up at the sun and sighed deeply, “After all, Fabian Percival was a man of dignity while he was alive.”
…
“Father, I’m a bit worried.”
Inside the Five-lakes Clubhouse, Elwood Thorneycroft pushed open Fabian Percival’s room door, her face filled with fear.
“Sit.”
A look of surprise flashed across Fabian Percival’s eyes, but it quickly disappeared.
“Did you sleep well last night?”
“Not really…”
Elwood Thorneycroft shook her head and gently pressed her head, “I have a terrible headache and feel weak. I think I might have caught a cold.”
“That must be it.”
Fabian Percival watched Elwood Thorneycroft with a grin.
A cold?
In a day, Elwood Thorneycroft will even struggle to move!
This poison may not kill soone outright, but it can ruin one’s muscle tissue.
In the end, almost a cripple!
Even possibly dying in agony because they cannot breathe!
“You just said you had sothing to discuss, what is it?”
Fabian Percival put away his triumphant expression and feigned concern, “Your complexion doesn’t look too good.”
“Ivan Reed might co to kill !”
Elwood Thorneycroft raised her head, speaking very seriously.
“Once he knows I’m with you, he’ll definitely realize I would tell you this secret. Although I don’t believe in the possibility of immortality, such explosive information would be enough for him to want to silence permanently!”
“What you said makes sense.”
Fabian Percival leaned back in his couch, his eyes darting around.
This is indeed a good opportunity to verify whether Elwood Thorneycroft is lying or not.
“Daughter, you need your father’s complete protection.”
Elwood Thorneycroft knelt on the ground, her eyes brimming with pleading, “Ivan Reed won’t let go.”
At that mont, Fabian Percival’s phone rang.
Seeing the caller, he stood up and walked to the window.
“Okay, I got it.”
A minute later, after hanging up, Fabian Percival helped Elwood Thorneycroft up from the ground, “After the New Year’s feast tomorrow, I will take you back to the Aricas for the New Year. There, even Ivan Reed won’t be able to touch you.”
“Thank you, Father!”
Elwood Thorneycroft stood up, then said with so concern, “If that’s the case, I won’t disturb your rest anymore, Father. And about the map…”
“You’re unwell, you should go back and rest. As for the map, perhaps it’s nothing but a nebulous legend.”
Fabian Percival waved his hand dismissively, “As for Ivan Reed, you don’t need to worry. No matter what, I am still a local hero here in the Five-lakes Clubhouse — no one can touch you!”
“Alright.”
Elwood Thorneycroft nodded and turned to leave.
Watching her back, a cold sneer flashed across Fabian Percival’s face.
He picked up his phone and dialed Devlin, “Old man, I’ve got an opportunity right now to verify whether Elwood Thorneycroft is lying.”
“An opportunity? That is indeed an opportunity,” the cold voice of Devlin ca through the phone.
“As long as Ivan Reed really spares no expense to assassinate her, that would an the affair is genuine, and the map is in Ivan Reed’s possession.”
Fabian Percival leaned back on the couch, propping up one leg, “There are roads that wind beyond the mountains and rivers, ah! I’ve just received a ssage from Orren Beaumont that Ivan Reed is making his move.”
“You’re going to use your own daughter as bait?”
Devlin chuckled coldly, “I will lead my n to ambush at the Azure Percival’s entrance. As soon as you confirm the map is in Ivan Reed’s hands, I’ll swoop in to seize it!”
“You’re going to move against Ivan Reed? Just like that, out in the open?”
Fabian Percival sounded surprised.
That was, after all, Ivan Reed!
“In this world, there isn’t a person whom I, Devlin, would be afraid to deal with!”
The voice on the phone was ice-cold and piercing.
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