“The mafia boss of LD City backed down.”
This news spread across the entire LD city. Lyndall knew the consequences of doing that and he would become the laughing stock of the entire LD city. But he knew that he had to do that.
Although he became the butt of the joke, he remains the king of the local mafia. If he wasn’t willing to become the joke, then he would become the ghost of the mafia.
Furthermore, an order came from the LD city manor that no one was to compete for the land. This was to warn all the real estate companies in LD city and also trying to win Jack’s favor.
Jack was not bothered by this. If it wasn’t for Artist Warnock, he didn’t know how Lyndall would react except that he would be very determined. Just a local mafia boss was nothing compared to the wealthiest of X City and the Capital city. He was not even worthy of licking Jack’s shoes!
Jack didn’t stay at LD city and went back after he left the LD manor. Aiden was overjoyed and kept praising Jack along the way back. He never expected that this person, who was once was his subordinate, could become so influential in such a short time. He started to regret that he once wavered and even helped to plot against Jack. If he had chosen correctly, perhaps he would be even closer to Jack than Lone Wolf. But it was too late to regret.
Back at the Four Impressions Club.
It was already late in the night. Jack was worried that he would disturb Amber’s rest and sat on the chair in the hall. He decided to spend the night like that. It was tough being pregnant and it was worthwhile to let his wife sleep more, even if it was just a second more.
But Jack woke up from his sleepiness immediately after receiving a message. As Jack was sleepy and in a daze, he was awakened by his phone and he picked up his phone for a look. Instantly his pupil constricted and his spirits were awakened.
The content of the message was simple and only had four words, “Jack, Dad is safe.”
The words were simple but they hit his eyes like a sledgehammer!
“Dad?” Jack’s heart jumped to his throat and his emotions surged.
His hands started to tremble and quickly dialed the number which sent the message. It rang for a moment and then the other party canceled the call.
“Is it inconvenient to answer the call?” Jack’s heart sank and quickly sent a message across, “Dad, where are you?”
Then he waited. Jack’s breathing was full of anxiety and was unable to control himself. He grasped his phone and couldn’t help but tremble. The seconds ticked by and soon it was ten minutes later. There was nothing received by his phone.
“What’s going on? He just sent a message saying that he’s safe and then don’t bother to elaborate?” Jack clenched his teeth and became agitated.
The message, “Jack, Dad is safe” to Jack was totally insufficient.
He needed to know more. He wanted to know if his dad was hurt, where he was, and what was the situation! He rubbed his aching nose and then sent another message, “Dad, where are you? What’s going on with the current assassination?” This assassination gave Jack too many questions.
His father should never have gone missing. The out of the ordinary assassination was over just like that? Who was the mastermind? He waited for another half hour and there was still no reply. Jack tried to call the number but now the phone was turned off.
Jack almost erupted impulsively at this point. He scratched his face and continued to stare at his phone. He hesitated and then walked towards Mr. Ward’s room. He knocked on the door twice and soon there were shuffling noises from inside the room.
Mr. Ward opened the door and looked puzzled as he asked, “Master Hughes, what happened?”
Jack signaled him to lower his voice as he didn’t want to alarm his wife. Then he pushed Mr. Ward into the room.
“I’m sorry to disturb you this late in the night,” Jack said.
Mr. Ward smiled and replied, “No worries, old people don’t require much sleep. I was reading a book.”
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