Chapter 610
Instantly, Wird''s arm broke with a loud crack.
He clutched his arm and howled in pain. Grant, who stood at the side, was shocked at the turn of
events. He did not expect the gentle-looking Donald to be so good at fighting.
“Mr. Campbell, please just let this slide. We have surveince cameras here, and it won''t be
beneficial to you if you beat him too harshly,” he interjected.
Wird red at Donald and hissed, “How dare you hit me! I''m going to kill you today!”
“Really? I do want to see how you''re going to do that,” said Donald scornfully.
“If you have the guts, wait while I make a call!”
“Sure. I''ll wait for you to call someone over.”
Donald then turned around and told Jennifer, “Go home first. I''m going to teach him a lesson.”
Knitting her brows, Jennifer said, “Darling, it''s not worth it to waste your energy on him. Just leave
him alone.”
“I can''t. I put up with him for too long. Don''t worry. I''ll return to thepany right after I deal with
him.”
“All right. Take care, then.”
Jennifer knew of Donald''s capabilities, so she had nothing to worry about when it came to dealing
with someone like Wird.
After Jennifer left, Donald plopped down on the couch and crossed his legs as he watched Wird
make the call.
Upon noticing Donald''s demeanor, Grant felt his heart sink.
His greatest worry hade true—Wird was messing with someone more powerful than himself.
While Grant had already figured out what was going on, Wird was totally oblivious.
Thetter was too engrossed in his hatred against Donald that he did not bother to consider why the
latter was so emboldened.
At that moment, a man''szy voice answered his call, “Hello?”
“Mr. Zielinski? This is Wird. Do you remember me?”
“Wird? What Wird? You ying billiards or something?”
Wird couldn''t help but feel embarrassed when the man showed no recollection of him at all.
He covered his phone with one hand and lowered his voice, saying, “Mr. Zielinski, didn''t I just treat
you to a meal yesterday? I''m Wird Lambert, the businessman who came to Pollerton to invest in
real estate.”
It was only then that Yosef Zielinski remembered him. “Oh, it''s you.”
Wird did reserve a table at a restaurant the night before and used his connections to get Yosef to
attend.
As a businessman from Baridoki, Wird had the tendency to do things ording to themon
practices there. He believed he could earn a fortune as long as he spent enough money and built
proper connections.
However, he was unaware that thend he had his eyes on belonged to the Irving family, one of the
Ten Prestigious Families.
Although people considered Yosef one of the bigwigs in Pollerton, he was nothingpared to the
Irving family.
Thus, Yosef already had a n in mind.
He would take Wird''s money, but he might not actually help thetter.
When Wird heard Yosef''s reply, he grinned and said, “Mr. Zielinski, here''s what happened. I''m
currently in Belle Residences to purchase some properties, and I ran into an unreasonable guy who
hit me for no reason. I''m totally defenseless and no match for him! He even kicked my arm and
broke it. My friend, I feel so upset. I can''t just let this matter go.”
Yuck. When did I be his friend?
Yosef scoffed silently at Wird''s words. Nevertheless, he loosened up when he found out the
latter''s issue was just about a fight.
Although he couldn''t help Wird to steal business from the Irving family, it was a piece of cake for
him to stop a fight.
With that in mind, he asked, “Who''s the guy? How many people does he have with him?”
Wird gave it a thought and answered, “He''s just a good-for-nothing. He''s alone.”
Good-for-nothing? Then he''s probably just a nobody.
Warming up his body, Yosef said, “All right. Wait for me at Belle Residences. I''ll head there with my
men.”
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After hanging up, Wird looked at Donald smugly and boasted, “You''re dead meat. Don''t you try to
go anywhere!”