I Have a Tycoon Granpa novel Chapter 68

Fraser’s phone rang at that moment.

Luna was on the phone. “Where’re you? I can’t see you in the school.”

“I’m too busy to get back soon,” Fraser said.

“What’s going on?” Luna was worried about him.

“I’m fine. It’s my friend who’s not feeling well.” Then he deliberated and said, “Share with me your location, and I’ll be there.”

After he hung up, Ella asked, “Fraser, can you really have forty-six thousand dollars for Michelle?”

He nodded.

To be honest, Ella didn’t believe him as he only met her once.

Who would possibly lend thousands of dollars to a person one just met once?

“Fraser, do you have a crush on her?” Ella asked.

He rolled his eyes. “We’d better focus on the rescue.”

“Don’t stop!”

Paul gunned the Ford through the red light.

“Fuck! Can’t you see the red light?” A man on an electric bicycle was almost hit, his middle finger up toward the Ford.

Although Fraser only met Michelle once without any conversations, he was impressed by her kindness and innocence.

Never would he leave her to be ripped by the old perve.

When they were about catch up with the old man, a BMW blocked their way.

“Holy shit! The BMW purposely blocks our way.” Paul huffed.

“Hit it!” Fraser ordered.

“It’s a BMW…” Paul was afraid.

“Just hit it. I’ll take the responsibility,” Fraser said.

“You hear what you said.” Paul swallowed and said, “I’ll hit it.”

“Shit! You fucking coward!” Fraser directly stepped on the gas.

Then the BMW was banged aside, and its trunk was seriously damaged.

“Fuck! We lose the Benz,” Paul yelled.

“He’s got a villa in Green City, and Michelle must have been taken there.” Ella’s memory was back.

Then they went there and found the Benz.

“He can’t be too rich. It’s said that the cheapest house in this city is worth at least three thousand dollars, not to mention a villa. It must be worth millions of dollars.” Paul sighed.

Following Ella’s lead, they found the old man’s villa.

“Here it is, but the old man is a big shot,” Ella said.

“Of course. He can’t be a nobody if his villa is worth over a million dollars,” Paul whined.

Fraser smirked and kicked the gate open.

They didn’t know Fraser’s pub was worth thirty million dollars.

In terms of asset, he’d outshone the old man.

In terms of background, the name “Mason Wood” was enough.

Therefore, Fraser wasn’t scared of the old man.

As soon as they entered the villa, they saw Michella and the old man.

“How…How can you follow mw here?” The old man stared at them, looking startled.

While Michelle, only in her lingerie, was shivering.

Paul clenched his fists and punched the old man in the face.

The old man was slapped onto the ground, pointing at Paul. “You! How dare you!”

“What?” Paul scorned, “Garbage like you should go to the hell.”

Then he spat on the old man’s face.