Son-In-Law Madness

Chapter 947 To Arrange A Murder

Donald's words left the executives dumbfounded.

What does he mean? I was just being polite. Why is he taking it seriously?

Amelia said to the executives, “Mr. Campbell has made himself very clear. Please, go back and prepare for the transition of your duties. I will instruct the HR department to terminate your employment three days later.”

The smile on her face was incredibly sincere as she spoke.

Everyone else felt a chill down their spine.

It seems like Donald and Amelia don't intend to spare us, huh? They're just going to wipe us out.

Fridolin gritted his teeth and said to Donald, “This is my territory after all. Aren't you afraid I won't let you leave Feston alive?”

“Wouldn't you dare sign this document if you're that capable?”

Fridolin repeatedly exclaimed, “Great!”

He picked up the pen and signed his name on the document. At the same time, he said to Donald, “You can keep that thirty thousand. Use it to buy your own coffin.”

After saying these words, Fridolin turned around and left the room.

And in a show of solidarity, the other high-ranking individuals followed Fridolin's lead and left the room one after another.

Following their departure, Amelia also got up, preparing to leave.

However, she was stopped by Donald.

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“Everyone else has left. Aren't we leaving too?”

Pointing at the untouched dishes on the table, Donald said, “They didn't even take a bite of these dishes. We should finish eating before we leave, otherwise, it's such a waste.”

Amelia couldn't understand why Donald remained so composed at this moment.

Fridolin had already announced his intentions to deal with him. Yet, Donald did not seem the least bit worried.

Amelia was suddenly at a loss for words as she watched Donald casually pick up his cutleries and started eating.

After leaving the hotel, Fridolin immediately called Black Tiger, the leader of the Black Tiger Gang.

In the past, Fridolin always sought United Hearts Society's help whenever he faced difficulties.

After all, United Hearts Society was known to be focused and reliable in their work.

Now that United Hearts Society was no longer available, Fridolin had no choice but to reach out to the Black Tiger Gang.

Unlike the United Hearts Society, the Black Tiger Gang had never been one for rules; they simply do as they please.

Hence, if the Black Tiger Gang was involved, a minor issue could potentially turn into a major incident.

However, Fridolin simply couldn't afford to care about all that.

Donald, since you are determined to cut off my source of income, I promise to make your life a living hell.

“Hey, Mr. Goodwin! Why is a busy man like you calling me?”

Black Tiger was thrilled to receive a call from Fridolin.

After all, Fridolin was a well-known tycoon in Feston.

“Mr. Tiger, I want you to help me kill someone. Can you do it?”

Upon hearing that the business involved murder, Black Tiger became even more spirited.

He rubbed his chin and chuckled. “Killing a person is as simple as slaughtering a pig. Let me know the details; who is the target, when, and where do you want it to take place.”

Fridolin was taken aback by the questions; he found Black Tiger's inquiries surprisingly professional.

“The target's name is Donald Campbell. He should be in the hotel right now. If you're planning to kill him, you better send someone quickly. He'll be leaving soon.”

After Fridolin finished speaking, he hung up the phone and immediately sent the address and a photo of Donald to Black Tiger.

In a hushed tone, Declan said, “Mr. Goodwin, aren't we going a bit too far this time? We've never killed anyone before.”

“Are you scared?” Fridolin scoffed and continued, “Those who aim to achieve great things don't sweat the small stuff. If you're scared, you can leave now. I won't stop you.”

Declan gave an awkward smile and said, “Mr. Goodwin, what are you talking about? I'm utterly loyal to you. I just thought that Black Tiger is unreliable, that's all.”