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Chapter 89
Chapter 89 S–Rank Bounty
William looked at him. “What’s your name?”
“Ethan Farrell, Ethan answered carefully.
“Why did you kidnap Johan?”
“To bring down Jonathan. We know he doesn’t have that much cash on hand. If we ask for a big ransom. he’d have no choice but to sell his herbs,”
William said coldly, “You killed all the kidnappers. I guess you planned to kill Johan, too?”
“No.” Ethan hung his head low. “I am not a killer.”
“Not a killer, huh?” William harrumphed and glanced at the bodies. He then suddenly poked Ethan a dozen times before saying. “You can leave now
Ethan froze. “Really?”
“Yes, so leave.”
Ethan quickly stood up and looked at William. He then got into his car and stepped on the gas pedal, flying from the scene.
When William showed up in the room, Johan cried. “Are you here to save me, Uncle William?”
William nodded and crushed the chains with ease. “Let’s take you home,” he said warmly. When they emerged from the room, William looked at the man on the ground and asked, “What’s your name?”
The man was sallow, and he was already crippled. There was only despair awaiting him in life. He gritted his teeth as he replied, ‘Hector Flint. Please give me a swift death.”
“I noticed how you fought–deadly and violent. Bet you’ve killed a lot of people.”
Hector sneered, “Yes, about a hundred or so.”
William nodded and called Matthew, telling him to send his men in to clean the place up. This Hector guy must be a wanted fugitive. Capturing him must have some merits. He’ll like this gift, William thought.
After that, they returned to the Big Residence. Jonathan and his wife quickly hugged their son, and Edith
bawled.
Jonathan remained calm as he asked, “Did the Farrells do this?”
William nodded. “Ethan showed up. I didn’t kill him, but I left him a little present. His family is going to beg us to save him tonight.”
Jonathan took a deep breath. With a straight face, he said, “They’re not getting away with this. I’ll take
them down.”
William said nothing to that He was sure Jonathan wouldn’t have trouble destroying the Farrells if he wanted to. He wasn’t a leader for nothing.
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now, and it was time to put the plan in motion.
A while later, Matthew called William. “You caught Hector Flint, man. He’s the Dark Reaper. Rank 53 on the S–rank bounty list.”
“Really? Then, does it mean one’s done a deed of merit if capturing him?”
“Yeah, a big one at that. I told Rivera from Kreim’s Martial Patrol Brigade to handle it. It should net us the first–rate merit for this
“Good to hear.”
“Karter told me you’ve gotten into a fight with the Farrells. Tell me if you need anything.”
“Thank you, but I can take them on myself, William declined the offer. He trusted that Jonathan could handle this well. Then, he hung up and told Jonathan, “Should have news soon. In the meantime, let’s drink.”
Jonathan told his servants to serve all the best food and wine they had. The usually cheeky Johan sat beside William quietly and filled his glass. He was looking at William with worship in his eyes.
Dusk arrived, and Jason came to the residence with Scarlet tagging along. She had been staying with the Lloyds previously, but when William hadn’t once returned since coming to Kreim, she insisted on coming with Jason.
At the same time, Ethan had returned home and was conjuring a plan to deal with William and Jonathan when a wave of itch suddenly spread across his body. His bones and muscles were itching, and it felt more painful than when a drug addiction kicked in. He couldn’t take the itch, and he gurgled as he tore his hair out and banged his head against the wall.
Thor was shocked to see his son going mad, and he told his men to pin the lad down, yet it was useless. As if he had gone insane, Ethan banged himself against the ground and bit anyone in sight, throwing everything within his reach. In the end, Thor had no choice but to tie him up.
“Damn that William! This must be his doing! I’ll kill him!” Thor roared in fury.
Ethan suddenly cried, “Save me. I can’t take this anymore!” He then started biting down on his tongue, and someone quickly stuffed something into his mouth in case he tore his tongue off.
Seeing his son in pain infuriated Thor, and he said, “Summon the family head. Quick!”
Christian Farrell was already 78, yet he was still in shape and could eat more than his sons could. It was probably because he’d been practicing martial arts since he was a lad. The moment he arrived at the scene and saw his grandson’s state, his face fell “What happened?”
Thor bowed. “Ethan got to know someone called Hector Flint. He’s a decent fighter, so they abducted Jonathan’s son in an attempt to solve our crisis.”
“You fools!” Christian chided. “How many times must I tell you that Jonathan is not the threat here? William is! Do you have any idea how many of our fighters have fallen at his hand? Yet, you still try to
attack him?”
Thor gritted his teeth. “But Dad, Jonathan has raised the herbs to impossible prices. At this rate, our family is done for. We can’t let this happen.” Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.
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Christian sighed. “Then, what do you want to do now? What can you do to help Ethan
Thor clenched his fists. “We have no choice, Dad. We need to ask Carlton’s help.
Christian’s face fell. “Carlton? But that’s going to cost at least half of our fortune. Are you mad?
Thor gnashed his teeth. “We don’t have a choice. Jonathan’s as powerful as we are, and with William by his side, he can take us out.”
Christian contemplated for a while. “This is going to deal a huge blow to our finance. You should see Jonathan and talk things out with him.”
“You’re not going to save Ethan?” Thor frowned.
Coldly, Christian rebuked, “Shut it. It’s imperative to stay calm in a crisis.”
Around 8.00PM, a car drove into the Big Residence, and the butler announced Thor’s arrival.
Jonathan looked at William. “Your guess is right.” He told the–butler to lead the guest into the house.
Thor came into the living room and bowed to Jonathan. “I am very sorry, Jonathan. I didn’t think my son would kidnap your boy. This is all my fault. I apologize.”
Jonathan sneered. “Man, you know no shame. This isn’t even our first rodeo. If you hadn’t permitted him, that brat wouldn’t even touch my son.”
Thor smiled awkwardly. I’m sorry for what happened, and that’s why I’m here.”
Jonathan harrumphed. “You need to show sincerity in your apology, Seven hundred and fifty million. That should be enough.”
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