Spoiled By My Bossy CEO Husband novel Chapter 306

Ralph Chapman laughed coldly and drank the cup of tea in one gulp.

"I'll kill you!"

Just as Ralph Chapman put down his teacup and got ready to have a good chat with Yank Chapman, an angry male voice rang out.

The guide who had come with Ralph Chapman pulled out a long fruit knife from nowhere and slashed straight at Yank Chapman.

"My three brothers were all killed by you, right?!"

"We are all children from poor families. As guides, looking for people in the forest can only earn some money. You actually killed three of them!"

The man did not possess any discipline to begin with. He simply relied on his brute strength, lifted his knife and began to hack incessantly at Yank Chapman's body.

Yank Chapman took a swift and decisive step back, avoiding the guide's attack with hardly any difficulty.

While dodging the guide's knife with ease, he looked at Ralph Chapman with a hint of sarcasm, "Is this the level of guide you hired?"

"It's really not good."

Ralph Chapman frowned. He wanted to persuade the guide to calm down, but he couldn't open his mouth no matter how hard he tried.

According to what he had thought, the three people that Yank Chapman had killed were all his brothers.

Since they were relatives...

There was nothing to blame for no matter what the method of revenge was.

If Yank Chapman injured Elijah and Fabian today, he would definitely not let the matter rest.

The guide struggled with Yank Chapman for a long time, but was still unable to get close to him.

He was so tired that he was sweating profusely. He swung and chopped with all his might while roaring, "Don't dodge!"

"I'm not dodging. I'm waiting for you to hack me to death?"

Yank Chapman also sneered, his gaze condescending as he looked down at the guide's face.

"Is the performance almost over?"

"It's my turn."

After that, the man grabbed the wrist which one with the fruit knife at lightning speed.

His movements were so fast that no one could see when he made his move.

By the time people came back to his senses, the fruit knife in his hand had already fallen to the ground with a "clang".

Yank Chapman swiftly picked up the fruit knife and pointed it at the guide's neck, asking, "Do you want to know how your three brothers died?"

"Do you want to accompany them and share the experiences?"

Hearing the man's words, the guide subconsciously took a step back with cold sweat covering his forehead.

But every time he moved, the knife around his neck moved.

He was so scared that he couldn't even speak clearly. "Mr... Mr. Chapman..."

Yank Chapman chuckled. "I'm also Mr. Chapman. Which Yank Chapman are you calling?"

After that, the man sneered and said, "Weren't you so arrogant just now that you wanted to avenge your brothers?"

"You're giving up this quickly?"

The guide instantly became drenched in cold sweat, as if he had just been fished out of a pool.

"Yank Chapman.

"

Just as the blade of the fruit knife in Yank Chapman's hand sliced through a layer of the guide's skin and was about to continue downward...

Ralph Chapman stopped him just in time, "Elijah Chapman is still here."

"He is a child. Do you really want to show him such a scene?"

The man's words caused Yank Chapman to frown.

He turned around and looked at the youth behind him.

He had a pair of big black eyes, sitting there quietly, neither noisy nor noisy.

It was exactly the same as when he was a child.

Seeing Elijah Chapman, the man's eyes softened.

He sighed and looked down at the guide who had fallen to the ground due to the pain. "I'll give you two choices."

"One is to continue to be a guide and pretend that nothing has happened."

"The other..."

The man glanced coldly at the guide's face. "Get lost now!"

The guide did not hesitate at all. He did not even ask for the fruit knife. Instead, he directly got up and left.

Watching the man leave, Ralph Chapman could not help but sigh.

He strode over and untied Elijah Chapman. "To find Fabian Chapman."

The young man nodded, and then he turned around and walked towards the small wooden hut behind him.

After Elijah Chapman left, Ralph Chapman turned around and looked indifferently at Yank Chapman behind him, "Did you catch them just to let me to come over?"

Yank Chapman also smiled bitterly. "When K Group offered to help me all those years ago, they set a time limit for me."

"Yesterday is the last deadline."

"Even to this day, the the Bells hasn't fallen apart."

Under Ralph Chapman's suspicious gaze, Yank Chapman tore his collar.

His chest had turned black.

That sort of blackness was seeping out from within.

"K Group is good at using all kinds of drugs to manipulate others."

"Weren't Jerry Bell and Lottie controlled by K Group's drugs?"

The blackness on the man's chest made Ralph Chapman frown. "Why did you agree to their request back then?"

"How big is the hatred between K Group and the Bells?"

How big of a grudge was it to take the presbyter of the Bells away? To erase his memories and let him in a desolate place where he couldn't return to Odense?

How big of a grudge was there for Yank Chapman of the Chapman family to sacrifice his life to help them deal with the Bells?

"I probably know what K Group hates the Bells."

Yank Chapman chuckled lightly and buttoned up his shirt. He glanced at Ralph Chapman indifferently and said, "If you want to know, try your best to fight with me."

"Regardless of whether you win or lose, I will tell you."

Ralph Chapman glanced at his pale lips and shook his head. "I won't bully the patient."

"Ralph Chapman!"

His resistance instantly enraged Yank Chapman. "Just how long are you going to be a hypocrite in front of me!?"

"Since you was a child, father has always liked you. He liked you so much that he ignored my existence!"

"As for you, you're always lazy, indifferent, and haughty like an adult!"

"As long as you are here, Father will never see me in his eyes!"

"I've always wanted to win fair and square."

He stared at Ralph Chapman's face, "You won the business contest."

"But in terms of martial arts... even if I am a patient, you may not be able to beat me!"

Yank Chapman narrowed his eyes. "I don't have many days left. I just want to win a fair fight while I'm still alive!"