Female Novel
Chapter 113
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“You can’t kill him. At least not now,” said Tristan. If Sean and William are involved, it’d make thingsmore difficult.
Pontius’ back was drenched with sweat. Good thing I have Tristan. If I had tried to attack this man, Iwould have become Sean and William’s target. Good thing Tristan is smart, or I would have been deadby now.
Indeed, he was lucky. He should have died a few days ago, but Thomas was preoccupied withsomething else. By the time Thomas was done with his business, Minacia Oito had realized someonewas killing them.
“I know I can’t kill him, but what should I tell Mr. Leslie? He specifically told me to do this, or he’s goingto kill me.”
“Gah, why are you so scared of him? He’s a useless piece of trash who wastes his time f*cking aroundwith women. If this was his father, we might have to talk it out, but him? You can ignore him,” snappedFordan. This is a suicide mission for Pontius, you dipsh*t. What are you thinking, Leslie?
“He’s right. We’re not their personal guards. We can help them out with some of the more trivialmatters, but not this. We don’t take orders from anyone, especially not useless bums like Leslie,”Tristan said.
“You have to thank Tristan, Pontius. If he hadn’t stopped you, Tigre would have chewed you out. Hadyou attacked this man, Sean and William would have stepped in.”
Pontius quickly nodded. I am not going to touch this man. “Okay, sure. Leslie can eat sh*t for all I care.”
Dick mused over something and solemnly said, “Change of plans. We can’t look into this man. If Seanor William finds out, we’ll be in big trouble. We’ll go with Tigre’s plan and start our investigation withZoe.”
“God, just hearing that name makes me mad!” Fordan snorted. “She’s f*cking lucky she escaped this.”
“Seems like someone wants to sleep around again.” Pontius winked at him. Zoe was a beautifulwoman after all, and she was hot too. Just thinking about her filled him with desire. If she hadn’t foundherself some powerful backers, Pontius would make her sleep with him too.
Everyone looked at the empty seats and sighed. If their brothers were still here, life would be muchmore fun. They could eat, drink, and be merry all day, yet death took them away too soon. All the hardwork they had put in meant nothing now, at least to the dead.
“Just you wait, guys. We’ll find the killer and avenge you guys.”
“If I find out who the killer is, I’ll destroy their family.”
Thomas was in the villa, musing about his business. Weird. Why did Pontius disappear all of a sudden?I’ve been waiting outside his house for the whole day, but he didn’t come back. Where did he go? Didthey find me out? No, I made sure to do my job cleanly. I left no clues. I swear I’ll kill all of them. I willnot let Dominic die in vain. And that b*stard, Tigre, still has his head. I will take it back from him. I don’tcare how powerful your backers are, but from the moment you hurt my friend, you’ve signed a deathwarrant. If your backers want vengeance, then they can come to me, but I don’t guarantee theirsurvival.
“A-Are you alright, Thomas?” Olivia noticed the look on Thomas’ face, and she was worried. It hadbeen an hour since he fell silent, and his face was slowly contorting with anger. What is he thinking?
Thomas snapped out of it and mumbled, “It’s nothing.” She shouldn’t know about this. Olivia’s inenough danger as it is, and dragging her into this won’t do her any good.
Since Thomas wouldn’t explain, Olivia sat beside him and stared at his face. Oh, his eyes are somesmerizing. So… deep set. I can get lost in his eyes. Men were like books, or some people would saythat. All Olivia wanted was to read the book called Thomas. “So why aren’t you using my BMW Z4now?” It had been a while since I saw that car. He’s been driving the Maserati around.
“I wanted to change things up,” Thomas lied. He couldn’t tell her the car was bombed, or she’d beworried sick.
“Sure. I’m not a part of the family anymore, and that car belongs to them.” I’m not the company’spresident anymore, so the car isn’t mine. It belongs to them now.
“I’ll get a new one for you. We have enough money to buy anything.” Thomas smiled. Olivia might nolonger be the Pearson Group’s president, but she was Keyshire Property’s president now. She neededa good car, and one better than a Z4. Otherwise, everyone’s going to say she couldn’t survive afterleaving the Pearsons. The car isn’t what I care about, but Olivia’s reputation must be upheld.
“Really?” Olivia blinked, looking excited. She had always wanted her own car, but she had no money.Every expense must pass through the company’s finance department, and the money she lent toThomas came from her own pocket. To be exact, it was gift money from her grandfather.
“Of course.” Thomas was amused. “Hey, you’re not expecting me to pay, are you? You saw how much Igave you. Three hundred million, and I didn’t even take a single cent. I need you to support me now.”
“Wait, then that makes you a leech.”
“Leeching off you is my ultimate dream.”