Chapter 2199
---- Chapter 2199 "Yes, that man is called Andrew Lloyd, and he said he's from Gabo Creek Province. Please, Mr.
Grant, report this to Mr. Knowles Senior and ask him to stand up for us!" Jim bowed at that moment, sincerely
making his request. He still thought Scott was just confirming Andrew's situation for him. But the next second,
Jim felt a stinging pain across his cheek, like he had just been slapped brutally. "Huh?" He clutched his face in
shock, realizing he truly had been slapped. The one who struck him was not anyone else; it was. Scott. "What the
hell?
Why did you hit me?" Jim was stunned. Benjamin was also confused. Scott unleashed a torrent of angry curses.
"Get out! Get the hell out of here right now while Mr. Knowles Senior doesn't know about this yet. Otherwise,
you'll both die. Damn it, of all the things you could do, you actually went and provoked Andrew. And worse, you
want to drag the Knowles family into it? You people deserve to die! You're vile to the core!" His furious outburst
left Jim and Benjamin stunned, their jaws ---- hanging open. Before they could react, the two were physically
thrown out of the estate.
Inside, Scott still fumed, his face dark as he went straight to Harold. He explained everything the Langleys had
said. Harold erupted. "Let them rot on their own! No... If they dare cback here again, wipe them out
completely! Damn idiots, of all the people to provoke, they had to mess with Andrew. "The man even dared kill
people from the Cunningham family in Chetvine.
In Terror Town right now, aside from a handful of elite families and hidden masters, no one else even qualifies to
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtstand against him!" Outside, Jim and Benjamin exchanged miserable glances, their expressions twisted as if they
had swallowed poison. "Is the Knowles family insane?" Benjamin grumbled, seething with frustration. Jim's face
darkened. "Damn it! They just kicked us out like trash. It doesn't make sense." Benjamin said, "Uncle Jim, didn't
you notice? When we mentioned Andrew's name, Mr. Grant looked... shaken. No, not just shaken... He looked
terrified.
Could it be that the Knowles family has already had a run-in with Andrew?" Jim said nothing, his face growing
darker by the second. He ---- replied, "There are no options left. If even the Knowles family won't back us, then
forget it. There's no way we can deal with Natasha or get our revenge now." Defeated, he waved a hand, and the
two slunk away from the estate. At the stime, Harold tossed and turned, unable to sleep. After a long
hesitation, he finally picked up the phone and dialed the Cunningham family's private line. "Mr.
Knowles Senior, why are you calling at this hour?" ca faint chuckle on the other end. Harold straightened
immediately. "Mr. Parrish, my apologies for disturbing your rest so late at night!" Mateo, the Cunningham family's
butler, was a man of great influence. Even though Harold was considered a top figure in Terror Town, he knew he
was nothing compared to someone like Mateo. "It's fine," Mateo replied smoothly. "Tellwhat's on your mind,
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Mr. Knowles Senior, you should rest.