NovelFinish"Our Fields family doesn't even measure up to the Goths," Tony muttered, his voice heavy with dread. "If he could take them down, wiping us out would be effortless." Oliver snapped, his tone biting. "Tony, call that bastard Shawn back. Right now. You heard Andrew. He doesn't want to see that punk anywhere in Jayrodale again. So, we either follow orders-or we prepare to die." Tony's face was grim as he immediately pulled out his phone to call his son.
Meanwhile, Oliver said nothing more. He simply turned around and smacked both gate guards across the face. "Mr. Oliver-sir! W-Why are you hitting us?" The two guards were already a mess as Andrew had broken their noses earlier. Now, their swollen lips looked like sausages from Oliver's slaps.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtOliver roared, "You two brainless mutts! You can't even tell who you were dealing with! Didn't hear what the man said? He said your mouths run a little too wild, and I'm here to give you sbasic training." He landed another round of brutal slaps. The guards' teeth cloose, blood gushed, and they screamed in pain.
"Mr. Oliver! Please, take it easy! Mr. Lloyd only said to discipline us-not beat us to death!" Oliver scoffed. "Idiots. Like you two would understand someone like him. When a man like Andrew says 'basic training', what he really means is I should've cut your tongues out. Got it now?" "N-No! Please, Mr. Oliver, we get it! We were wrong! We swear we'll change, just don't hurt us anymore!" Inside the estate, Tony could still hear the screaming at the gates, and it only made his frustration worse. Finally, the call connected.
On the other end, Shawn answered in a grumble, "Dad, didn't I tell you not to botherunless it's urgent? I'm having dinner with Quinton. We're discussing something major. Don't interrupt." Tony growled into the phone, "To hell with your damn dinner, you arrogant little punk! I'm ordering you to get back to the family estate now. From this momeet ne you're grounded. Don't take one step outside this house again." Shawn was stunned. "Dad, are you drunk? What are you talking about? Are you having a stroke or something?" Tony erupted. You listen to me, you spoiled brat said chome, and you damn well better be on your way. Screw Quinton. I don't care net" what he said. Andrew just cto our front door and personally warned us.
"If you show your face again, or piss him off even slightly, he'll erase the Fields family from this city."
Shawn's mind went blank like lightning had just struck. He never expected ted Andrew to move this fast, to show up directly at the estate. He had been acting cocky with Quinton at his side. But now? Quinton could not do anything against Andrew here in Jayrodale. Once Quinton left town, Shawn would be completely exposed.
He could already see it-the Fields family would be dead.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Dad, givea minute. I'll talk to Quinton. Maybe he can help," Shawn said quickly, panicking. "Andrew is crossing the line. Quinton will stand up for me!"
Tony roared, "Help, my ass! You get your worthless self hright now.
inxon@hour, 9 If you're not back in one hour, swear-disown you on the spot. a back You'll no longer be part of the Fields family!" With that, Tony slammed the phone down. The disaster that had swallowed the Goth family was still fresh in his mind-he was not about to take the srisk.
Andrew had given a command, which was the only thing that matteredn now.
Yat After all, Tony had no intention of ending up like Dominic-stripped of everything and exiled from Jayrodale.
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