Chapter 138
Eihan didn’t want to reveal that his other no sons had also been captured, so he subtly tried to probe by bringing up Noah’s situation.
Samuel simply shook his head, his expression inscrutable, showing no intention of elaborating further.
Ethan’s heart sank, and he began to argue. “Mr. Hell, every year, the taxes I pay are enough to support countless people. Even if something’s happened to me, shouldn’t I at least be entitled to know why?”
Samuel sighed as if he had no choice, and asked. “Do you know Mr. Hayes from Willowdaler
Ethan froze for a moment, stunned, before stammering, “Mr. Hayes… from Willowdale! Mr. Bell, you must be joking. someone of his stature?”
How could I possibly know
Though Ethan had some connections, they were nothing compared to Alistair. In the grand scheme, he was insignificant
There was no way someone like him would have the qualifications to know a figure as prominent as Mr. Hayes
“Why is Mr. Bell suddenly bringing him up? Could it be… did my family offend Mr. Hayes from Willowdale? No, it can’t be, he thought nervously.
Though his legs had begun trembling, Ethan clung to denial, stammering as he shook. “No. Mr. Hell, what are you trying to say here! I’ve had no dealings whatsoever with the Hayes family from Willowdale. How could we possibly offend him?”
Samuel let out a cold chuckle. “Noah kidnapped his wife and tried to assault her. Are you really going to say you didn’t cross a line?”
Noah kidnapped Mr. Hayes’s wife! This is it… it’s over, Ethan thought.
His Jegy gave out completely, and he collapsed to the floor in shock. Shaking his head, Samuel signaled to an officer to escort him out
As the cold wind hit him outside, Ethan finally came back to his senses and quickly called his contacts higher up.
Beep Beep!
The first call went unanswered. The second attempt got him blocked. Ethan was so furious he nearly threw his phone.
With no one to unleash his fury on, Ethan clenched his teeth and sped back to the villa. Inside, Layla and her two sons were blissfully unaware of the storm brewing, enjoying a lavish dinner at the table.
Elhan stormed into the living room, his face dark as a thundercloud.
Layla, munching on a large crab claw, looked up and greeted him cheerfully. “Mr. Wright, you’re back! Come join us for dinner. It’s all still hot. We were starving and couldn’t wait for you, so we started. Hope you don’t mind!”
Ethan fixed Layla with an unblinking glare, Oblivious, Layla only offered the pleasantry before diving back into her meal, fearing she might miss even a single bite.
William chimed in from beside her. “This chef’s skills are so–so. For the wedding banquet, you’ll have to hire a proper chef. Every dish needs to be top–notch and as fresh as possible. Abalone, lobster, delicacies, everything expensive should be on the menu…
Fucking you the alulone! Ethan could hold back no longer, swearing as he snatched a nearby chair and brought it crashing down on William’s
head
William barely had time to protect his head and, in the process, ended up with a broken arm, letting out a scream of pain. “Ah!”
Layla, shocked, choked on her crab and nearly gagged, coughing violently. “Mr. Wright, what is the meaning of this? All we did was
Ethan ignored her completely, grabbing William and beating him badly, the chair legs splintering under the force. William, covered in blood, lay sprawled on the floor, his cries weakening as he was beaten to the brink of death.
“Oh, Williant Stop! Mr. Wright, stop, or you’ll kill him Layla, her heart aching for William, bravely stepped forward to intervene.
“You damu bitch, it’s all your fault my family is ruined!” Ethan roared, throwing Layla to the ground.
He grabbed her lŋe the hair, slamming her head against the floor, then kicked her in the stomach twice Layla fell unconscious without so much as a cry of pain
Meanwhile, Liam, trembling, tried to rise by hulding onto the table, hoping to sneak away, but Ethan caught him by the hair and slammed him face–first onto the dining table,
