Outside the Prosperous Dynasty.
A middle-aged man in a suit and tie sweated profusely.
It was York Smith. The main representative of the Smith Group.
He rushed over immediately after he received his son’s call. He was terrified after seeing the situation outside the Prosperous Dynasty.
‘What the hell did this useless son of mine do?’
A soldier approached and pointed at York. “You, go in.”
“Okay.”
York was finally able to enter the Prosperous Dynasty.
His heart palpitated as he walked inside.
The place was filled with armed soldiers, and many wounded people were carried away.
He was terrified when he arrived at the basement and saw Yoel, bruised from all the beatings, beside Daniel with a star on his shoulder.
“General.” His legs went weak, and he fell to his knees.
“Dad, waah! Take me away quick!” he sobbed desperately.
York stood up and swung his limbs at Yoel.
“You useless piece of trash! What have you done?”
Daniel scolded him, saying, “That’s enough. Stop embarrassing yourselves here. Take him and go. Also, bring the kid on the ground back to the Callahans’ house safely. We’ll deal with you guys later.”
York’s heart skipped a beat as he heard this.
Then, with his feet, he kicked Yoel a few more times.
“You useless trash! I’ll kill you.”
“Did you not hear me? Since you’re not willing to leave, detain these two and bring them…”
York was terrified upon hearing him.
He picked up David lying on the ground and grabbed Yoel, quickly leaving the place.
Outside, inside the car.
York’s face was covered in sweat. He tugged his tie and loosened his collar.
His shirt was soaked wet.
He drove far away and came to a stop. Then, he took out a cigarette and lit it up.
“What the hell did you do, you dumb*ss?”
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