The Son-In-Law Shot to Fame (Donald and Jennifer) novel Chapter 1100

Donald looked at Wilbur with a puzzled expression and couldn't help but doubt whether the latter was really on a call with someone.

Didn't Billy already send my photo to those lower-ranking leaders back then, lest some ignorant ones crossed me?

Regardless of who this so-called top gun of Pollerton really is, this person still dares to be so arrogant after knowing my identity?

Donald beckoned to Wilbur with his hand. “Come, give me your phone. I'll talk to him.”

The latter looked at the former as if he was looking at an idiot. “Who do you think you are? How could you deserve to talk to Mr. Castro?”

While Wilbur threw his weight around here, on the other end of the call, Newton had been rendered speechless.

“Mr. Castro?” Hudson Barker, Newton's subordinate, was carrying golf clubs while observing his boss, who was trembling all over while holding the phone.

Did Mr. Castro have a history of epilepsy before?

No, right?

Just as he was about to walk forward and see what was going on with Newton, Newton hung up the call while shaking from head to toe.

Beneath his gold-rimmed glasses, Newton's gaze could hardly conceal his murderous intent.

Hudson was taken aback by this gaze. He had never seen Newton with such an imposing aura before.

“Mr. Castro... Are we still playing golf?”

“Yes, why not? Just not here.” Newton took off his cap and tossed it at Hudson. “Let's go to Dragon Fide Villa.”

Newton was already filled with murderous intent, but Wilbur had yet to realize the gravity of the situation.

Wilbur gestured to Nolan, who immediately pulled out a chair from the side, allowing Wilbur to sit down with an air of nonchalance.

“What now, kid? You know what I can do now, yeah?”

Donald dug his ear, speaking apathetically. “What can you do? You don't even dare to let me take the phone. How am I supposed to know if your words are true or false?”

He added, “Your ten minutes are almost up. So, have you managed to dig up any dirt on me?”

Upon hearing Donald's question, Wilbur was briefly struck dumb.