The Son-In-Law Shot to Fame (Donald and Jennifer) novel Chapter 1108

Keenan was unable to flee, and Lynette didn't dare to run.

Arthur was the only one left still standing there, holding the dagger, completely at a loss.

“Drag him in and shut the door,” commanded Donald.

“Understood.” In response to Donald's command, Arthur promptly complied.

He had no choice but to do it. Donald transformed from a perverted rascal who only knew how to pull dirty tricks to a Stella Warrior in just a second. How can I possibly deal with him?

After pulling Keenan inside, Arthur closed the door and cautiously positioned a chair in front of it to bolster the security.

Now that everything was set, no one was leaving the room unless Donald gave permission.

Crack!

Donald broke Oisin's index finger.

Oisin emitted a high-pitched scream, his forehead drenched in beads of sweat as large as beans.

Donald settled back into his chair, but this time, the look in his eyes when he regarded the others was different.

“Which gang are you guys from?”

Donald's question made them realize that he, too, was involved with the underworld.

Oisin clenched his jaw and said to Donald, “We are from the Three Musketeers Club, and our boss is Mr. Castro. If you know what's good for you, you'll let us go right now! Otherwise, if Mr. Castro looks into this, I'm afraid you won't live to pay the price!”

“Newton Castro?” Donald looked at Oisin with disdain. “I don't think that'll happen. I just met with Newton, and he assured me that he wouldn't dare to break the rules I've set. You say you're his subordinate, so how about I get him to come here so the two of you could talk face to face?”

Donald's words frightened Oisin.

Is this brat serious? Does he really know Mr. Castro?

Seeing Donald actually pulling out his phone as if he was really going to call Newton, Oisin immediately chickened out.

They had heard about how ruthless and merciless Newton, the underworld boss, could be in his way of doing things.