Living With My Lady Boss by Blue Silver novel Chapter 1672

Watson stared at where his arm had once been, the overwhelming pain making him let out a blood-curdling howl.

"Argh… you motherf*cker! Who the f*ck are you?"

Watson clutched the bloody wound at his shoulder, staring at Wilbur as if he was Satan himself.

Aside from him, even Watson's men, as well as Enoff and Leia had not expected that.

This ordinary-looking young man had just blown one of Watson's arms off without lifting a finger.

"Another word out of you and I'll blow the rest of you up too! You're going to call your father up this very second and tell him and your brother to not even think of trying to run. If I don't see either of them, I'll kill you first. What was the name of the guy you mentioned just now… Erin, was it? He sounds pretty powerful. You're free to send him my way and see if he can save you!"

Wilbur smiled at Watson, who trembled at the calmness in Wilbur's eyes. Watson gritted his teeth through the unbearable pain, taking out his phone and dialing a number.

Seeing as Watson was doing as told, Wilbur looked at the men behind Watson. "I'm holding your boss hostage. You're free to leave and ask for help or try running away. It's your call!"

Watson's men, who had long since been scared out of their wits, scrambled to run. They disappeared in a matter of seconds, not one of them remaining.

Anyone in their right mind would run for their lives in the presence of someone so terrifying.

Wilbur could also see just how loyal these people actually were to Derkley and his family. It seemed like the collective power of this family was not all that much.

He had thought that Wilbur had left Fenler, and thus did not have anyone keep tabs on him.

Derkley had never expected Wilbur to stay, and even get in touch with the victims from Derkley's sacrifice before!

"Peele, call Jonas right now and tell him to come back with Mister Erin. We won't be able to stop this guy on our own!"

Wilbur had said on the phone that he was coming to the manor with Watson, and Derkley could hardly contain his nerves.

"Should we prepare for this, sir?"