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Chapter 1795 The Employer’s Order
Byron and Rosalie had no intention of opening the door at all.
Carl was at the door, shouting continuously over and over again.
His voice became more sincere each time, and the fear in his heart increased rapidly.
He looked at his son fiercely, gritted his teeth, and spat. Then, he ruthlessly knuckled his son on the head.
"Ah! Dad, why did you hit me?" the fat boy yelled. He did not know why his father, who had always been fiercer
than others, suddenly became so humble.
Barely giving his son time to come back to his senses, Carl roared again. "Kneel, kneel right away! Beg President
Lawrence and Miss Jacobs for forgiveness.”
The fat boy hesitated and shook his head in reluctance." Why do I have to apologize? I didn't do anything! Isn’t the
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Not a shred of remorse at all!
Carl blew up completely. He slapped his son’s face several times in succession, making him scream and cry.
Byron frowned heavily. The commotion was getting louder and louder outside.
"Are they still trying to use bitter tricks? His son is showing no remorse at all. I’ll never forgive him!" Rosalie
trembled with anger when he heard the fat boy’s words.
In the end, Byron called the front desk of the hotel. Several security guards came over and sent Carl and his son
away.
At the gate of the hotel, Carl muttered, "Looks like the Lawrence family isn't going to accept an apology. Well, since
I've already apologized and the police have already handled the case, that’s it then. It’s better if they don’t want my
money!"
He thought it was over.
Immediately, he said to his son, "Open your eyes a little next time. Don’t mess with someone rich and powerful.
Savagery must be used in the right place!”
"Okay, Dad. So all is good this time? I thought you were afraid of President Lawrence just now. He doesn't seem
that great anyway!" The boy chuckled, completely forgetting the beating he received from Carl just now.
"Hmph, I was just pretending. Anyway, the ability to settle matters is a superpower! You must remember that well."
Carl changed his expression and had a sinister smile on his face.
This time, a van suddenly drove toward the father and son.
Before they could respond, five or six unknown figures that were all masked and clad in black, jumped out of the
van and dragged both of them inside.
Screams inside the van could be heard as the vehicle drove away.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe van arrived at the outskirts of the city, somewhere in the wilderness. The van door opened. The father and son
were both bruised and swollen, and they were called to get out of the van.
Carl's nose kept bleeding as he begged for mercy, "Have mercy. Please let us go. I can give you whatever you
want!"
His son was a child, after all, so the masked men in black were not too ruthless. They only slapped the boy
repeatedly until his face was swollen.
"Boss, here it is! This is the employer's order. Sprinkle it on the child!" one of the men in black said to the leader.
He held a packet of powder in his hand.
"What is it?" the leader asked, but it seemed unnecessary to ask after thinking about it.
The task was to give the father and son a good lesson, so why ask so many questions?
Thus, he walked up to the fat boy and sprinkled the powder down from the neckline.
Immediately afterward, he yelled at the fat boy again, "Take off your pants!"
The fat boy did not dare to make a sound at all, and his eyes were full of fear. After all, he sensed that these people
were vicious.
He took off his trousers, and the leader sprinkled the powder on him again.
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