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Wendy Jefferson spoke in a charming voice, pointing at Henry Jefferson, "Master Tim, this is the former head of the Jefferson family in East Coast, Henry Jefferson! We're relying on him for our revenge this time!"
"Master Tim!"
Plop!
Without any hesitation, Henry Jefferson knelt down.
As long as he could take revenge, he didn't care about his dignity!
Tim Jefferson glanced at Henry Jefferson and said disdainfully, "An old geezer like him, what help can he provide?"
In Tim Jefferson's eyes, Henry Jefferson was just an eighty-year-old man who might not live much longer. What use was such an old fellow who was about to die?
Wendy Jefferson explained, "Master Tim, my plan is as follows..."
After listening, Tim Jefferson burst into hearty laughter, "Good! Excellent plan! I like your way of thinking! However... what's in it for me if I help you?"
Seeing the lewd light in Tim Jefferson's eyes, Wendy Jefferson didn't hesitate. She walked over and leaned into Tim Jefferson's embrace, acting coquettishly, "Master Tim, as long as you're willing to help me, I'm all yours when the time comes. What more could you want?"
"Hahaha!"
Tim Jefferson immediately laughed excitedly, "Well said! A moment of pleasure is worth a thousand pieces of gold. Tonight, let's have a great time."
Rip!
As he spoke, Tim Jefferson brazenly tore off Wendy Jefferson's clothes in front of everyone.
In the presence of ten grandmasters and the kneeling Henry Jefferson, the spring scenery was revealed...
Unfortunately, while there was boundless spring scenery here, it was icy and steep elsewhere!
Middleton Alliance Headquarters!
At this moment, the atmosphere in the hall was extremely oppressive.
Josh Clarke sat on the golden throne, not uttering a word.
Ashley Solo was kneeling on the ground, sweat dripping from his forehead.
His face was pale, and his body trembled incessantly.
"You mean to say that on this trip to East Coast, everyone, including Zen, was wiped out except for you?" Josh Clarke asked coldly.
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