Lord death is now back home novel Chapter 1005

Chapter 1005 Tim Jefferson, the Despicable Beast

Tim Jefferson cursed angrily. His Isa Group had collapsed because of Chris. Tim Jefferson had intended to defeat the Chester Group, but things didn't go as planned.

Not only did he lose the lawsuit, but his company also went bankrupt. Upon returning, he knew his father would never forgive him.

Therefore, he had to kill Chris. Without eliminating Chris, he wouldn't be able to explain himself when he returned. Tim Jefferson sneered, "Is everything ready?"

"My lord, we are all prepared," replied the servants respectfully.

Standing before Tim Jefferson were hundreds of skilled members of the Jefferson family, whom Tim Jefferson had specifically brought from overseas.

Each one of them was a formidable master at the grandmaster level, incredibly powerful. Tim Jefferson nodded in satisfaction and said, "Very well, this time I will give Chris a lesson he will never forget." As he spoke, a cold killing intent burst from his eyes.

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Night gradually fell, and there was no moonlight in the sky. It was a dark and murderous night. Tonight was destined to be restless.

At that moment, in the hotel room where Chris and Esther were staying, a dark figure crouched outside the window on the wall. Dressed entirely in black night attire, the figure blended with the darkness. If one didn't look closely, they wouldn't be able to notice it. Just then, the sound of the lights being switched off came from the room. The black-clad person cautiously approached the window and carefully opened it.

Then, like a ghost, they silently entered the room without making a sound. The black-clad person drew a sharp dagger, a sinister smile appearing on their face. Without any hesitation, they carefully approached the bed. The black-clad person reached the bedside, a fierce look on their face. With a swish, the dagger in their hand thrust down forcefully.

However, the anticipated scene of blood splattering didn't occur, and the black-clad person's expression changed instantly. Suddenly, the room's lights turned on. The black-clad person turned their head to look and saw Chris sitting alone on a sofa, smoking a cigar. "Did Tim Jefferson, that idiot, send you?" Chris took a puff of the cigar and asked indifferently.

Hearing this, the black-clad person's expression changed. Without wasting any words, they gripped the dagger and rushed towards Chris. The sharp dagger emitted a cold gleam under the light. Seeing this, Chris remained unfazed.

Boom! A loud sound rang out as Chris threw a punch directly at the assailant. The black-clad person was sent flying. Chris shook his head, a mocking expression on his face. "I didn't expect Tim Jefferson, that idiot, to send such a useless killer to assassinate me.

It truly disappoints me." Chris had already anticipated it. Since the collapse of the Isa Group, Tim Jefferson wouldn't give up easily. If conventional means didn't work, he would resort to unconventional methods. However, what disappointed Chris was that Tim Jefferson had sent such a feeble assassin to attack him. Was this some kind of joke?