The Son-In-Law Shot to Fame (Donald and Jennifer) novel Chapter 684

The fact that Donald took out the two burly men the moment he made his move shocked Xandra and the other woman.

While backing away, Xandra said, “I'm warning you, punk. New Garden is Mr. Black's territory. Did you even consider the consequences before causing trouble at his place?”

Donald picked up the dagger from the ground and untied Amelia before saying to Xandra nonchalantly, “Amelia's an employee of Dragon Fide Corporation. Have you considered the consequences when you did this to her?”

“What a joke. So what if she's an employee of Dragon Fide Corporation? Is Dragon Fide Corporation more powerful than Mr. Black?”

Hearing that, Donald fished out a phone from the bald-headed man's pocket and tossed it to Xandra. “Go on. Give Mr. Black a call and tell him I'm waiting for him here. Tell him I'll make a police report if he doesn't show up in twenty minutes.”

As the manager of the massage parlor that had been in operation for many years, Xandra naturally had connections with Pollerton's police station.

However, that relationship only allowed them to do secretive things in the massage parlor. The matter could never be made public, or both parties would be humiliated.

Xandra could still suppress the matter if Donald made the police report outside of the massage parlor.

If he did it in the massage parlor, the police officers would have to check out the shop, which could turn the situation ugly.

Given no choice, Xandra dialed Marco Black's number and told him about the situation.

After hanging up, Marco said to Chester, whose arms were still in a cast, “D*mn it. You bring nothing but bad luck. That girl hasn't even taken any clients yet, and there's already someone causing trouble.”

Chester froze momentarily in his wheelchair.

“Someone's causing trouble? Who?”

“His name's Donald Campbell or something, and he's from Dragon Fide Corporation.”

Donald!

Just then, Chester remembered something and said in a serious tone, “I think Donald practices martial arts. Maybe you should take a few men with you.”

“He practices martial arts?” Marco lifted his jacket, and Chester spotted a gun strapped at the former's belt.

“Is his fist faster than my gun? Don't worry. I'll make that punk get on his knees in front of you later.”

Marco was brimming with confidence, but he still brought twenty men into the van before heading to New Garden.

The first thing Marco did upon arriving there was to vacate the place.

He assigned five subordinates to guard the entrance and brought the rest to the third floor.

As soon as the door to the room on the third floor was pushed open, Marco's face turned purple with rage at what he saw.