The Son-In-Law Shot to Fame (Donald and Jennifer) novel Chapter 645

Otis assumed he called the shots here, so he didn't bother holding back and patted his thigh, signaling for Jennifer to come over to him.

Ignoring him, Jennifer asked coldly, “Kevin, did you deceive us into coming here just for the five million?”

“Of course not!” Kevin promptly revealed Raven's earlier words to them enthusiastically.

The reason he did that was to insult Donald.

Donald, you're a bad*ss, right? I shall have you know that your wife is going to be sexually assaulted by another man later. Besides that, Dragon Fide Corporation will end up being Otis' asset, providing him with endless money to fool around.

Kevin assumed his words were sufficient to humiliate Donald.

However, Donald merely gave him a menacing glare.

“I initially wanted to break only both your legs, but it looks like I'll have to change my condition,” he remarked.

Jennifer understood the meaning behind Donald's words and knew he was capable of carrying out his threat.

“Darling, I'm a little tired. I'll wait for you outside,” she said.

Outside? Our men are stationed outside, right?

Kevin was still in a daze when Jennifer led Leonard and Linda out of the room.

Leonard and Linda's departure showed that they had given Donald consent to punish Kevin as he saw fit. They would not challenge his methods.

“Otis, see how arrogant he is! He doesn't even take you seriously,” Kevin quickly protested. He grew increasingly flustered when he realized Donald was staring at him in a strange manner.

He couldn't even comprehend why he was frightened of Donald. His self-assurance waned as he witnessed Donald's unwavering and fearless demeanor.

On the couch, Otis narrowed his eyes as he stared at Donald. “Young man, there's no ill will between us, but I have my sights set on your wife. You can't hold it against me as it's your misfortune.”

“Do you like playing games like this?” Donald asked cheerfully as he picked up the revolver on the table.

“Of course. Don't you like it?” Otis responded confidently. “It's your only chance of survival. Won't you try your luck?”

Otis relished manipulating others' lives, first giving them hope before watching them plunge into despair.

He loved watching them struggling and wavering before their deaths. That was far more fun than killing them straight away.

“Sure. Let's play this game,” Donald agreed.

He aimed the revolver at his temple and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Click.

It was a blank round.