Chapter 566


    In front of the hotel, a few men got out of the car quickly.


    The leader of the gang was wearing a loose ck jacket. He exhaled a ring of smoke and said, “Move


    quicklyter. Don’t mess this up. The bosses talked about this.”


    “Anton, what’s going on this time? Why are we in such a hurry toe here in the middle of the night?


    Is it an important target?”


    A man asked.


    The leader was named Anton Gooden. He was a thug who had an extraordinary identity. He had a


    substantial background and plenty of backers. He was always hired to do something uwful.


    They would dabble in both the bright and dark sides since they were in this industry.


    Anton smirked and said, “The boss got a new mission. He has asked us to take care of it. Plus, he


    wants this guy dead or crippled at the very least! We all know the boss’ temper. Everyone will get a


    share of the benefit after this is done.”


    “Alright, we’re depending on you to take care of us in the future, Anton.”


    Another man said tteringly while grinning.


    Anton patted his shoulder and smiled. “Sure. If this goes smoothly, every one of us here can get this


    number.”


    Then, Anton lifted a finger.


    “100,000?”


    The guy screamed, and Anton pped him on the head.


    “Lower your f*cking voice!”


    Anton red at him andughed shamelessly. “After we go in, just drag him out! We can’t take action


    here, so we’ll bring him to the abandoned steel factory in the south of Riverdale.”


    These people understood immediately. They had done a lot of these deeds, so they understood the


    procedure.


    “Let’s go!”


    After he said that, the men walked into the hotel in a single file. After they got in, their identities were


    disyed prominently. Anton was dark-skinned and there was a deep scar at the corner of his eye.


    Anton said coldly, “Where’s the room of the people who came here just now?”


    There were not a lot of people in the lobby right now. There were only two receptionists. When they


    saw these people barging in, they were so scared that they could not speak.


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    One of the female receptionists got up and said, “I know. Let me take you.”


    They knew that they were bad news the moment they saw them.


    At the same time inside the hotel room.


    Yvette was sitting on the sofa while leaning against the table. She was crossing her arms across her


    chest. She was usually very carefree, so she did not care about how she was sitting. When she saw


    Philip’s nervous face, she burst outughing. She asked, “Why are you so nervous?”


    The atmosphere was a little awkward. Philip coughed and said, “It’s nothing. I’m thirsty. Do you have


    water?”


    When Yvette heard this, she smiled and did not expose him.


    At this moment, the door burst open with a loud bang.


    Anton brought two of his men and barged into the room aggressively.


    Yvette stood up quickly. When she saw that she did not know the people who barged in were, she


    furrowed her brows and asked, “Who are you? Who let you in?”


    Philip looked over and immediately knew why they were here.


    There was a coldness in his eyes as he scanned the three of them.


    They were here so quickly.


    The person behind this was very impatient indeed.


    Was it Giada or Juan?


    Philip chuckled coldly and sat there calmly.


    Anton looked at Yvette and was stunned.


    He said, “My name’s Anton Gooden. Mr. Hull asked us to take Philip rke away!”


    “Take him away?”


    Yvette said coldly, “Who are you?”


    These people were thugs. They had the intense aura of gangsters.


    “We’re just carrying out Mr. Hull’s orders. Ask Mr. Warner if you have any questions!”


    Anton peered at Yvette. There was disdain in his eyes.


    Anton stared at Yvette solemnly. He did not expect this woman’s ability to make discerning judgments


    to be so bad.


    Jackson ran over to the door and grabbed Yvette’s arm. “Yvie, they’re Mr. Hull’s men. He has reached


    a consensus with Mr. Warner.”


    “So what if they’re Mr. Hull’s men? Can they just take away anyone they want so unreasonably?”


    Yvette was losing her temper. She crossed her arms across her chest and stood in front of Philip. She


    said coldly, “If you want to take him away, bring me Mr. Warner’s oralmand. If not, don’t even think


    about it.”


    Philip looked at Yvette’s back and was slightly touched. This girl had her own principles.


    Anton’s eyes became darker. He was looking at Yvette like a venomous snake. He said coldly, “You’re


    Yvette? I’m advising you to not get in our way. Mr. Hull’s the one who gave this order! He said to get rid


    of any obstacles as well!”


    Get rid of her?


    It was a brazen threat!


    Yvette’s face fell as she knitted her eyebrows together. She said, “I want to see who dares to take him


    away today!”