Making 29
Heatwave Bar was busy at night.
In a luxurious room, Marco and Tiffany were having wild sex after drinking a lot. The atmosphere in
the room was erotic.
At the same time, in the study of the Chapmans‘ Residence, Roger closed his eyes, sitting still on a
large chair behind a desk.
It seemed that he was meditating, but he wasn’t as calm as he appeared to be. So many terrible
things happened today.
At first, Marco lost more than one billion dors in the stock market. That was theirpany’s
reserve fund. Then Gilmore won the bet. Marco lost his chance to be with Christine.
These two matters were both caused by Gilmore. Therefore, Roger hated Gilmore very much.
Roger couldn’t swallow his anger.
Someone walked in quietly. It was an old man wearing simple grey clothes. His hair was grey. His
temples bulged, which showed his strong pulse. He had arched eyebrows and bright eagle eyes.
Feeling the man’s aura, Roger instantly opened his eyes.
“Mr. Chapman, what can I do for you?” The old man’s aura was immediately withdrawn. He bowed
respectfully to Roger.
Roger looked at the old man. His expression was much calmer than before. “Marlon, where did
Marco go?”
The old man was called Marlon Szar, the steward and the most important guard of the Chapman
family.
Marlon replied, “Heatwave Bar.”
“Well, he has suffered a lot today. He needs to vent his anger. Let him be.” Roger sighed.
Roger looked at Marlon and said, “There is an important thing that I need you to do for
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me.”
Marlon answered with a bow, “What is it?”
“I want you to find a person and ask him to kill another person,” Roger said frankly word by word….
“Who are you looking for? And who do you want to kill?”
“The man you need to find is named Duncan Paul. He’s a truck driver. Many years ago, I saved his
son’s life. He owes me a great favor. He said that he was willing to do anything
for me.
“The man I want to kill is named Gilmore, a student of Oakhaven University.”
Roger told Marlon how Gilmore knocked off Realm Group’s shares and took away Christine, whom
Marco was in love with.
Roger’s eyes became intense as he said, “If Gilmore doesn’t die, I can’t vent my anger, and Marco
can’t be with Christine, let alone get all of the Fosters‘ property.”
Marlon’s eyes shed with fierceness. He said, “Since you want to kill Gilmore as soon as possible,
why don’t you let me do it? I can kill him tonight so that you can be relieved.”
Roger shook his head, saying, “No. Christine sent a bodyguard to protect him all the time. The
bodyguard used to be a special forces soldier. He’s very good at fighting. Although you may be able
to defeat him, Gilmore will possibly take the opportunity to escape.
“Things will be different for Duncan. He just needs to stay near the Pzzo. There is an
intersection. Gilmore will drive past that ce. If Duncan’s truck crashes into Gilmore’s car, Gilmore
will be killed.”
That was why Roger didn’t ask Marlon to kill Gilmore and wanted the truck driver, Duncan, to do
that.
Marlon might not be able to kill Gilmore, but Duncan could if hisrge truck quickly crushed
Gilmore’s car.
Marlon understood Roger’s intention, replying, “Don’t worry. I’ll fix it up.”
Roger nodded and pulled open a drawer. He took out a bank card and a piece of paper with words
and a red fingerprint on it.
“Duncan lives in Apartment 6, Lane 78, Linden Lane. There are 200,000 dors on this card, and
this is the pledge he wrote that year. Give them to him and tell him that the money is for his son. As
long as hepletes the task, he won’t owe me anything.”
Marlon took the bank card and the pledge and put them into his pocket. “I’ll go and do it right now.”
Roger nodded.
Just like when he came, Marlon left without making a sound.
Roger leaned his head on the back of the chair, his eyes shing. “Gilmore, tomorrow is the day of
your death…
The next morning, the sunlight beamed down on the Fosters‘
The manor was decorated with balloons, ribbons, and flowers by the servants, which made the
manor colorful and cheerful.
The venue of the party was thergest vi in the manor.
This vi was several timesrger than an ordinary vi. It had a splendid and spacious hall, which
could amodate more than 100 people.
In the hall, the servants were dressed neatly. Bread, fruits, roasted chicken, desserts, champagne,
and all kinds of other delicacies were everywhere. They were all prepared for the guests at the
birthday party today.
It was nearly 10 a.m. The guests gradually came over.
Two rows of mighty and handsome bodyguards in suits and sunsses stood at the gate of the
manor. They were greeting the guests in luxury cars.
Of course, before the guests entered the manor, the bodyguards would check their invitations.
Marco and his parents were sitting in a Royce Phantom Stretch. Roger and his wife had two
invitations, but they just showed the bodyguards one.
The bodyguards didn’t see any problem with that, though they felt that the three people should have
more than one invitation. After all, the Chapmans were close to the Fosters. Therefore, they
immediately let the Chapmans‘ car in.
There was another familiar figure among the guests. It was ire.
She was driving a Ferrari with her long hair hanging down. She was wearing sunsses. Her skin
was fair. She looked elegant.
The bodyguards were extremely respectful to ire. They didn’t even check the invitation before
letting her in. They gave ire special treatment because she was Jessica’s niece.
As the guests entered the vi one after another, the servants began to be busy.
The hall became lively, full ofughter.
The owners of the vi, David and Jessica, also appeared in the hall, smilingly chatting with their
guests.
Meanwhile, Gilmore and Gerald sat in a Mercedes. It drove out of the Pzzo.
Then they would pass through an intersection.
The next moment, arge truck rushed over at a crazy speed from the left road in front of them.
As for Gilmore’s Mercedes, it was still driving towards the intersection.
Secondster, there was a terrifying sound at the intersection.