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Chapter 490 Harlow stood upstairs and stared at the scene below, his brown eyes flashing with a dark light.
Even though they were separated by a flight of stairs, he could still feel the powerful aura downstairs.
But Draxton just sat on the sofa without making a move, and his subordinates did not do anything either.
Suddenly, Draxton raised his head and looked upstairs.
That indifferent expression made it seem like the person upstairs was just an insignificant ant.
Before Harlow could react, his body's instincts had already made him retreat quickly and hide his figure.
Draxton turned to look at Henderson, who was in fear.
Henderson did not know how to explain at all. He could not explain either.
' Before you did that, did you think about the consequences?" Draxton asked.
"Patriarch..." The point was that, before he did that, he didn't expect that Jasper and Vernon would lose.
Draxton's ink-blue eyes seemed to see through everything. He no longer continued the previous topic and suddenly said, "Henderson, you | interfered in the power fighting in Southeast Aelinne?" Henderson opened his mouth and was about to say something when Draxton cut in. "You no longer have anything to do with the Lockwood family. What you want to do is your freedom, which | can't interfere with.
"| just want to tell you that the Chancely family will be finished for sure. Also, it's best if the Andrews family a doesn't provoke me. Otherwise..." As he spoke, he glanced upstairs.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWhen Harlow heard this, his expression froze, but he did not dare to appear.
Draxton did not say anything else. He stood up to his feet and walked out.
The members of the Big Dipper immediately followed.
When Henderson saw that Draxton was leaving, a trace of disbelief flashed across his eyes. He was leaving just like that? Just as this thought flashed through his mind, Draxton suddenly turned around. He raised his hand, and a black pistol appeared in his slender and strong hand. Before Henderson could react, a gunshot was heard. The bullet flew out and shot into Henderson's right thigh.
It happened so suddenly that Henderson had no tto react. With a grunt, he half-knelt on the ground.
Draxton put away his gun and said flatly, "Just a lesson for you to remember whom you shouldn't mess with.
Fortunately, Bella is fine this time.
I'm just giving you a warning. Otherwise..." Draxton paused and left with the Big Dipper.
As for Henderson, he was in so much pain that he was sweating profusely, but he maintained a half-kneeling posture motionlessly. He stared at Draxton's back and said with a distorted expression, "Thank you, patriarch...
for not killing me.” At a certain border in Southeast Aelinne.
A day ago, a helicopter was destroyed over the famous local river and fell into the river.
Soon, someone went into the river to retrieve Jerico, who was seriously injured and unconscious.
A wheelchair was carried out of a black SUV. In the wheelchair sat a man who looked like Jerico but had a feminine temperament.
A group of local-looking subordinates carried the unconscious Jerico to the man in the wheelchair. The leader said, 'Mr. Jared, it's indeed Jerico. That person didn't lie to us." Two days ago, they received a mysterious call and were told that Jerico would be coming back here.
How could Jared let go of this good opportunity to ambush Jerico? He immediately brought his men over.
Unexpectedly, he really caught Jerico.
Jared lowered his head and stared at the unconscious man at his feet. The corners of his lips curled up slightly, revealing a creepy smile. He said in a gentle voice, "Cut off his legs. We can sit in a wheelchair together so that we can have company." Hearing this, the subordinate went forward to cripple Jerico's legs without a word.
Jerico, who was unconscious, immediately let out a scream. He woke up from the intense pain. His eyes widened, but he quickly fainted from the pain.
Jared beamed a smile and said, "Alright, carry my brother back. Father dotes on him so much. He must be worried sick." With that, he turned the wheelchair around, and two burly men immediately went forward and carried him into the SUV.
Someone carried Jerico into the car.
A few off-road vehicles ignored the helicopters in the river and sped away on the wilderness path with a cloud of dust rising.
It was two days later. Patriarch Wheeler put down the phone, looking worried.
Frieda asked anxiously, 'How is it? Have you contacted Mr. Chancely? When is he going to take action?" The Wheeler family could not hold on much longer. If Jerico did not do anything, they would declare bankruptcy.
This was the last thing they wanted to face.
In just a few days, Patriarch Wheeler and Frieda, once leading the life of the pampered aristocracy, seemed to have aged a few years.
Patriarch Wheeler shook his head dejectedly and said, "I didn't get through." Frieda's hand trembled, and she said in a shrill voice, "How can it not be connected? Could it be that Jerico went back on his word? Isn't he playing with us? "We didn't blhim for hurting Shelly. If he dares to break his promise, we... we..." What could they do? There was nothing they could do! Frieda's breathing quickened.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmPatriarch Wheeler's face took on a ghastly expression. He lowered his head and stared at the phone on the table.
Just as he was about to pick it up again, the phone screen suddenly lit up, and then an ear-piercing ringtone sounded.
Patriarch Wheeler quickly grabbed his phone.
Frieda stared at him nervously.
"Hello?" Patriarch Wheeler tried to keep his voice from trembling.
A man's voice con the line, but it was in a dialect he didn't understand from a local area of Southeast Aelinne.
The man said something, but quickly switched to Lucsian as he realized that Patriarch might not understand.
"Old Mr. Wheeler?’ "Yes, it's me. You're..." "I'm Jerico's brother. My nis Jared." The man's tone was gentle, but for sreason, his words sent a chill running through Patriarch.
Jerico's brother? Jerico did have an older brother, but it was said that he was not valued and was an invalid. That was why Jerico was the successor of the Chancely family.
Jared smiled and said, ' You must be surprised that I'm the one calling you." ' Hello, Mr. Chancely. What's going on? Where's Mr. Jerico?" Patriarch Wheeler asked in a trembling voice.
Jared said, "He... had an accident on the way back. He's crippled and is still recuperating.
"He toldthat you helped them escape? As his brother, | specially called to thank you!" With that, he laughed again, his voice ghastly.
"Crippled? Crippled?" Patriarch Wheeler was dumbfounded. Frieda, who was listening from the side, staggered and took a few steps back.
Patriarch Wheeler continued, Mr. Chancely, about the collaboration..." "Forget about the collaboration. After all, my brother is crippled.
Jared said in a soft tone.
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