Married a Secret Billionaire novel Chapter 180

In a private club in Centrolis…

Matthew had been drinking tea for a long time. He would peep at Marcus, who was standing before him from time to time. He revealed a disdainful expression on his chubby face.

Yale smiled proudly and said, “How’s my idea, dad?

“With this person, we can kill Zephyr without anyone noticing. He’ll be our puppet, and the Hamertons will be yours!”

Matthew faked a laugh and waved, getting his subordinate to take Marcus out.

“Who else knows about you capturing this guy?”

“They’re one of us! Don’t worry!” Yale played with the bead bracelet in his hand while crossing his legs.

His ignorance was the thing Matthew hated the most about him!

He would definitely suffer a loss to have his head in the clouds. They could only obey the Hamertons in order to stay—only then could they find the opportunity to eliminate the people that they wanted to get rid of!

He became furious. He lifted his stick and hit Yale’s leg!

“Sit properly!” He rolled his eyes at him. “How dare you behave like this in my presence?”

Yale was angry but dared not say anything. He could only sit up straight and look at his father with confusion.

“What’s wrong with you?” Perhaps that old man troubled him again.

“What else?” Matthew stared at him. “You’re killing me with your foolishness!”

“What…”

“Yale, your grandpa isn’t deaf, nor is he blind. His bones are even harder than mine! Do you think you can fool him by getting Zephyr’s double?”

He released a heavy sigh. “We have to kill him, but we can’t do this! You must find a legitimate—”

“Plane accident?” Yale scoffed. “Dad, the accident didn’t kill him. He’s just lucky! So we must just kill him directly in order to eradicate him!”

“But your grandpa…”

Yale made a slip of the tongue. “Kill grandpa too!”

Matthew widened his eyes immediately. He looked at the former in disbelief, his face red.

“W-What did you say? You freaking included my father in your plan!?”

He slammed the table hard and whacked his stick at him.

“Jeez, dad, listen to me!” Yale panicked. “Grandpa doesn’t like you anyway, so why do you care about him? He’s taking sides. First Uncle is nothing compared to you, but you always have to listen to his command! Why not seize this opportunity to just—”

“Shut up!” Matthew’s voice became husky from the roar. He was panting. “W-Why do I have such an unfilial son like you?”

“I’m doing this for your own good! Don’t you want the Hamertons?”

“Hah, I think it’s you who wants it!” Matthew gnashed his teeth. “When you start to resent me one day, will you kill me as well?”

“Dad—”

“Get out!” Matthew was annoyed when he looked at him. “I’m warning you, Yale. If this goes on, you will not only die a horrible death, but you’ll also drag me in!”

Yale was upset and rolled his eyes at him.

“You hired people from gangs. Don’t think I don’t know about that!” Matthew went on. “Those people are not trustworthy. They might just trick you one day, and you might have to work for them!”