Chapter 219


    Unlimited Son-In-Law Chapter 219


    “Yes, what’s the matter?” Bryan sneered. “However, I don’t think you know him and how powerful he is.


    As your status is so low, you will never be able to get to know a person as sessful as my dad.”


    “That’s fine. He isn’t qualified to know me. But someone will deal with him real soon,” said Donald


    Upon hearing that, Bryan couldn’t hold back anymore. He said, “Hey, Donald, is something wrong with


    your brain? My dad is a senior executive at Edward Foundation. At the moment, he is at Windmill


    Street. Even if you have Charles and Lanae over together, they don’t even have a chance to


    converse with my dad directly! Don’t think too highly of yourself Fine. Let me expose your lies and see


    what you can say more!”


    Immediately, Bryan called Howard. On the other side of the phone, the person said, “What’s wrong?”


    “Dad, someone said he will be giving you a hard time. Moreover, that person has just bought Daily


    Yield Group. He said that you’re not qualified enough to know him!” While Bryan was speaking, he


    observed Donald’s expression.


    At the moment, Donald remained cold and expressionless. His actions were unusually calm.


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    “Tell him to get lost! I’m busy. Next time, if you encounter something like this, solve it yourself. You can


    p the person or make him disappear. You don’t have to talk nonsense with people like that!” With


    that said, Howard hung up.


    After hanging up the call, Bryan said to Donald, “Did you hear him?”


    Shawn chuckled as he shook his head. “Young man, you still have a long way to go. I suggest you stop


    lying to yourself. It’s embarrassing.”


    “I’ll ask you onest time. Can you do it?” questioned Donald.


    What Donald meant was to let Shawn break all business connections with Bryan, so that thetter


    wouldn’t have anywhere to do business in Pollerton.


    “Who do you think you are!” Shawn was enraged.


    What the hell? How can a person that merely has Charles and Lana backing him


    repeat the same sentence again and again?


    “Did you ask who I am? All right, let me tell you. I will do what other people can do, and for what they


    can’t do, I will do it even more. In other words, I always take pre emptive actions, because I am Donald


    Campbell!” Donald stood up with an icy expression.


    Ring! Ring! Suddenly, the annoying ringtone of Shawn’s phone rang. He picked up the call.


    “Quick! Cut all business coborations with Bryan at once! If you don’t do it now, everything will be too


    late!” An old and anxious voice rang out from the other end of the phone.


    While Shawn was still stunned by the call, he suddenly heard the beeping sounds of a disconnecting


    call.


    Clearly, an external device had interrupted the call, and someone was starting to cut off the line.


    “What is happening?” Shawn mumbled to himself. Just then, the door opened.


    Five middle-aged men in their uniforms walked in with stern expressions as they presented an arrest


    warrant. “Bryan Garcia, you’re suspected of manipting the securities market. You are under arrest!”


    At that moment, Shawn was dumbfounded as he stared at Donald in disbelief.


    All along, Shawn knew that Bryan had illegally manipted the securities market. However, because


    his father was Howard, many private equity institutions treated Bryan respectfully and kept ttering


    him.


    That gave Bryan a chance to rise to his sess.


    The most famous thing Bryan did was when he purchased stock in a short position and made a


    powerfule back in the securities market. He started with thirty thousand and became the Stock


    God of Chanaea. But how much of his sess is due to his own abilities? Bryan is involved in too


    many things. If the police arrest him, the stock market will be vtile. And if Howard is infuriated, I


    can’t estimate how many financial institutions can survive the incident. Based on thetest statistics,


    every month, there are more than tenpanies that willunch on Windmill Street.


    “Are you sure?” Bryan narrowed his eyes.


    The middle-aged man in uniform looked stern as he said, “No matter who you are and what kind of


    powerful backer you have, you’ve broken thew. Thus, you will have to bear legal responsibility.”


    “Wait a minute. I want to call someone,” said Bryan calmly. Again, Bryan made an international call to


    his father, Howard.