Ambush of the Quadruplets novel Chapter 1318

“I’ll tell them….” Raymond stuttered, “I’ll call them!”

“Call then!”

“My hand… I can’t reach my phone!” Raymond shivered,

Waylon turned his head and pointed at a man huddled in the corner with others, like frightened chicks. “You, come here!”

The man on the outside was terrified by Waylon’s actions. He had never seen anyone casually break someone’s arms and legs in the blink of an eye. Moreover, Raymond’s arms and legs had just healed from a previous injury. This was supposed to be a celebration of his recovery, but now they were broken again.

Waylon’s ruthlessness sent shivers down their spines. If they had to compare him to someone else, the only person who could possibly match him would be Abel, the devil from hell.

But who was the man before them?

Someone recognized Waylon and whispered, “He’s the owner of the Imperial Palace.”

The man, trembling, helped Raymond retrieve his phone from his pocket.

“Call Saith,” Raymond’s face turned ashen with pain, but he gritted his teeth and stayed conscious. “Follow Mr. Adelmar’s instructions and tell him not to harm the woman and the man.”

The phone was unlocked, and after locating Saith’s phone number, the man dialed it.

In the meantime, at the abandoned warehouse, Saith had just slapped Daniel hard across the face. “You said you were here to help, but you’re just adding complications!”

“Saith,” another person chimed in, “Why not beat him half to death and toss him in the mountains to feed the wolves? Let the wolves deal with him. After all, we won’t be the ones doing it.”

“That’s not a bad idea,” Saith said as he was about to lift Daniel.

“Don’t hurt him!” Doris exclaimed. “He’s innocent. If you release him, I’ll do whatever you want!”

Both men sneered, “Why are you so concerned about him?”

“My issues have nothing to do with him,” Doris said, pleading. “Please, just let him go!”

“Don’t play tough with us!” Saith said. “This guy was willing to go head-to-head with us for your sake. He’s acting like his life depends on it. Are you sure he’s not your boyfriend?”

“He’s not my boyfriend. I don’t have a boyfriend!” Doris vigorously shook her head. “Please, let him go!”

Sull trying to deny it, huh? Do you think we believe you?” Saith grabbed Doris by the chin. “Tell the truth, and maybe I’ll go easy on you!”