Female Novel
Chapter 1784
The next day, in the Southern District of Channing.
A private jet gradually landed at the airport of Channing
A burly and impassive-looking man with a purple birthmark sprawled across his face descended from the plane, wearing a pair of black leather shoes.Thirty men in black trailed behind him
Each one of the men carried sharp gazes, firm stances, and exuded a fastidious aura. It was apparent that they were all skilled fighters and the bestof the best.
Over dozens of Mercedes-Benz were parked at the entrance of the airport.
At the sight of Arnold making his way out of the airport, a bald middle-aged man, Finlay Black, hurriedly approached him, bringing along over a dozenof subordinates. The man greeted Armold respectfully and said, "Mr. Davier, welcome. I have been anticipating your presence. Kindly get in the car.
Arncld trailed behind Finlay as they got inside the first Mercedes-Benz. His men followed suit, subsequently getting into their rides.The convoy of Mercedes-Benz then started to pull away.
In the car, Finlay was putting his best foot forward to appease Arnold and said, "Mr. Davier, I had arranged for a number of skilled fighters to abductboth Thomas and Ivan before you had even arrived here. Of course, everything was done discreetly. Would you prefer to have your meal, or to meetthem both first?"
After he was done, he noticed that Arnold was regarding him with a cold, hard look.
Finlay could not help but feel like he was akin to a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
His heart thumped wildly as he stuttered, "Mr.-Mr. Davier, have I done anything wrong?
“Next time, you're good as dead if you do anything without consulting me first,” Arnold said curtly.All colors drained from his face as he hurriedly replied, “Understood, sir.”
Then, Amold shifted his gaze and set it out front in an impassive manner. "Where are Thomas Dunn and Ivan Liam right now?” “They're at theLeviathan lce Warehouse.” "We Il head over there right now. I want to see them both first,” Arnold ordered.
“Yes, sir!"Meanwhile. at the Leviathan Ice Warehouse.Ivan and Thomas were bound with ropes.
The temperature in the ice warehouse was almost twenty degrees below zero. Even though the two men had a stocky build, they could not help butshiver from the piercing cold.
There were even frosts on their hair, eyelashes and faces.Not far from them, over a dozen of men in thick cashmere coats and batons in their hands were glowering at the two freezing men.
Thomas was there because the abductors ambushed him as he made his way out of the bar, drunk.
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Thomas and Ivan did not know each other, and they were puzzled at the reason they were abducted to the ice warehouse.Ivan, however, had a hunch that it had something to do with the Davier family. Nevertheless, he kept mum about it.
Thomas, on the other hand, had not stopped cursing ever since he had been confined at the ice warehouse.
Despite shivering uncontrollably from the cold,
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The door of the ice warehouse swung open right then
Arnold and Finlay led their men into the ice warehouse.
Under Thomas and Ivan's dubiousglances, Amneld snorted, "Of course Iknow wha you guys are. One of youris currently a major in the East, whilethe other I is the KingoftheUnderworld at Channing. Whywouldabgluct the two of you if I didn'tKfiow who you guys were?” Contentbelongs to NovelDrama.Org
The men guarding Thomas and Ivan bowed deeply at the sight of Arnold and greeted, “Greetings, Mr. Davier!”Mr. Davier?He's from the Davier family!
Thomas and lvan's faces went ashen at the revelation. They had a foreboding feeling that something did not quite add up.