Chapter 482


    Chapter 482 Crash Kevin was stunned. He didn’t understand what she was saying. Skr replied,


    “Your sister fell out of favor with the Campbell n and made an enemy out of them. She will surely fall


    and be an ordinary citizen now. You don’t even have a job, so how can you afford to marry me?”


    Kevin tilted his head up and looked right at Skr. “What do you want me to do, then?” “Have your


    sister sign her Ferrari and her house at Pollerton Estates to me,” replied Skr. Kevin’s eyes bulged.


    “Stop messing around, will you? The Ferrari belongs to my sister, and the family has no legal ims to


    the house at Pollerton Estates. Everything belongs to Nigel.” Skr sneered.


    “You don’t expect me to marry you without getting anything in return, do you? If you can’t give me what


    I want, then let’s just break up.” “Fine by me,” roared Kevin. He tossed his ss to the side and left


    immediately. Skr watched as he walked away. A sinister glint shed past her eyes. When Kevin


    was some distance away, a man showed up behind Skr and hugged her waist. “Mr. Ono,” murmured


    Skr as she leaned into the guy’s arms. The man holding her was the guy from Pollerton


    Trantions, Akio Ono.


    “Since Jennifer and Tyrone are at odds now, I will take what I want. We should con her out of that


    Ferrari first,” suggested Akio before he chuckled. Skr asked, “How do we do that?” “Just watch as


    everything unfolds. When the timees, we will get so much more than just that car. Jennifer will also


    come to us,” replied Akio as a mysterious grin crept up on his lips. Kevin got into the Ferrari and


    stepped on the gas. The sports car roared and sped down the road at almost twice the speed limit. A


    Lamborghini moved even faster and was right beside Kevin’s Ferrari when the driver rolled down the


    window and gave Kevin the middle finger before speeding up and overtaking him. That gesture


    infuriated Kevin and prompted him to drive even faster. To his surprise, the Lamborghini hit the brakes


    out of a sudden. Kevin’s irises constricted. He reacted quickly and stepped on the brakes as well, but


    he was still toote. His car scratched the Lamborghini a little. “What the hell?” roared Kevin as he


    stepped out of the car. His breath reeked of alcohol at that moment.


    The driver of the Lamborghini got out of his car as well. He was short and had a tiny mustache. His


    gaze shone evilly when he looked at Kevin and pointed out, “You were drunk driving and scratched my


    car. Are you going to pay for the car’s damage? Or should I see you in court?” His ent was so thick


    that it was obvious he wasn’t local. He’s from Yartran! “You’re the one who…” argued Kevin. p!


    Before anyone knew it, the stranger had pped Kevin. Thetter stumbled backward because of the


    impact andnded on the hood of his car. “You are so dead!” roared Kevin. He got up to attack after


    that. The guy with the mustache smiled and a hint of taunt glimmered in his eyes. He choked Kevin and


    held thetter up in the air. “Listen, punk. Either pay me five million or die.” Kevin’s breathing became


    uneven, and he kept coughing. It didn’t take long before he bulged his eyes.


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    Men with a distinctive sense of fashion started showing up from all around. Those men were all


    wearing baggy clothes and wooden sandals. They even had swords strapped to their waists and were


    ring at Kevin. They are all from Yartran! Citizens from that country had always been powerful in


    Pollerton because Pollerton Trantions had always had their backs. I have lost the Campbell n’s


    support and protection. How can I fight against them? “You have three hours to get the money to us. If


    you don’t, we will go after you,” warned the guy with a mustache as he let Kevin go. The former also


    pped thetter lightly as a warning. After that, he gave Kevin the middle finger and left in his own


    car.


    Kevin’s eyes burned with toxic hatred. He red in the direction the guy left in. What he didn’t know


    was that the guy with the mustache was one of the top ten fighters in Yartran and was an Octo Ste


    Warrior. Kevin stumbled into the house. Still pale, he returned to his room. He didn’t feel safe even after


    he locked the door, so he installed a few high-definition surveince cameras. Even after that, he


    trembled in fear, so he turned off his phone and left the house. His n was to hide away for a week or


    two for the time being.