Chapter 668: Destroying the Corpse and Wiping Out the Traces

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Nate was thunderstruck, and his mind was exploding because of this news.

Only after several seconds did he return to his senses and bellow angrily, Where is it? Where are the car and the corpse now?

Outside in the garage!

After the a.s.sistant finished stammering this, Nate pushed him away and rushed toward the garage outside the villa as quickly as he could.

There was a fiery red Maserati parked right at the door of the luxurious and s.p.a.cious garage.

It was the latest Maserati model. It was incredibly cool and stylish, so Nate had been driving it around lately.

Several panic-stricken servants were standing nervously beside the Maserati with cloths and tools in their hands. They had obviously been preparing to wash Nates car when they suddenly discovered the corpse in the trunk.

Get out of my way! Nate hollered.

The servants, already terrified by the sight of the corpse, immediately scattered and vanished out of sight.

Nate walked toward his Maserati, looked into the trunk, and immediately recognized the man stuffed inside to be his loyal follower Dallas.

At this moment, Dallass eyes, which had long lost their l.u.s.ter, were fixed on Nate. Coupled with his ashen face, he looked extremely terrifying.

A sudden chill surged from the bottom of Nates feet.

He took several steps back, his heart pounding wildly.

This man, who had been alive and kicking an hour ago, had turned into a corpse that seemed to have died with indignation in just the blink of an eye. It utterly frightened Nate.

It was definitely the closest he had been to death!

Dallas was actually dead!

His corpse was even stuffed into the trunk of his car!

Who who did it?

Nates mind was a mess, but Lucass face was the first to pop into his mind.

Could Lucas Gray have really dared to kill Dallas?

Mr. Walker, what should we do now? Should we inform the Watsons? The a.s.sistant who came to report the news to Nate just now asked with great caution.

As Nates personal a.s.sistant, he was naturally very clear about the relations.h.i.+p between Dallas and Nate.

Although to them, Dallas was just Nates lackey, they had to admit that Dallass status wasnt low.

The Watsons were a top-tier family in San Jose, and Dallass father, Reynold, was the current helmsman of the Watson family. Since Dallas was his only son, he would definitely have become the next helmsman.

Although the Watsons were almost attached to the Walkers, the Watson had been developing well in recent years thanks to the power of the Walkers. Thus, they were no longer as subservient to the Walkers as before.

In particular, the Watsons and the Kingstons, another top family in San Francisco, had gotten acquainted some time ago. The Watsons had even given the hosting rights of the Elite Business Exchange to the Kingstons.

Therefore, the Walkers control over the Watsons was no longer as secure as before. If Reynold found out that his son had died and the corpse was in Nates car, he would have a hard time explaining.

Nate was not a complete fool.

He frowned and pondered for a long time before suddenly saying, Immediately drive to the woods in the south of San Francisco and burn Dallass corpse! Remember to do it without anyone noticing and leaving any traces behind. Do you hear me?

As for this car, I never want to see it again. Destroy it somewhere. Push it off a cliff or drive it into the river, just get rid of it for me. Got it?

Although he had spent a hefty amount to buy his beloved Maserati not long ago, Dallass corpse was in the trunk after all, and Nate definitely wouldnt touch it again.

Besides, who knew what traces were left in the car?

While giving instructions to his a.s.sistant coldly, Nate stared straight into his eyes and warned, You must keep your lips sealed about this. No one is to breathe a word about this! If I find out that someone has heard about it, I wont spare you!

The a.s.sistant complained inwardly,

This is definitely a thankless task. In case anything goes wrong, Ill probably be the first person held accountable.

But as Nates personal a.s.sistant, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and accept the task. Yes, Mr. Walker. I wont spout any nonsense about this. I will definitely complete the task!

Go. Remember, the faster you settle it, the better. Make sure not to leave any traces! Nate instructed again.

Only after watching the a.s.sistant close the trunk and drive the Maserati away warily did Nate turn around sullenly.

In fact, he should have told the Watsons about Dallas death and all of his conjectures about Lucas.

But they were just his speculations. Without any evidence to prove that Dallas had died at the hands of Lucas, Nate would instead arouse the suspicion of the Watsons because Dallass corpse appeared in the trunk of his car.

After all, Lucas was just the live-in son-in-law of a run-down family in Orange County, so no one would believe that he had the ability and the guts to kill the future successor of the Watsons.

Besides, with the mysterious strangers anonymous phone call to Reynold, he reckoned that Reynold would definitely think that he had killed Dallas and then framed Lucas for it.

After all, almost all the guests of Alexiss birthday party were aware that Nate and Lucas had gotten into a conflict at the party.

So after thinking about it, Nate decided not to let the Watsons know that he had found Dallass corpse in the trunk of his car.

The best solution at hand was to first destroy the corpse and let everyone think that Dallas was missing. This way, no one would suspect him.

As for Lucas, the likely culprit, it wouldnt be too late to deal with him later!

The Watsons home in San Jose

Reynold Watson, the head of the Watson family, was sitting in his study uneasily. Although the secretary next to him was still reporting to him the information regarding the preparation for the Elite Business Exchange taking place tomorrow, Reynold didnt process anything he said.

Just a short while ago, he had received a call out of the blue, saying that his son had died at the hands of Nate Walker. Since then, Reynolds heart had been in his throat.

Afterward, he had made numerous calls to Dallas, but they all went unanswered. He had even called Nate, but the latter had denied it outright.

He was now at a loss for what to do. Most importantly, he had to find his son as soon as possible to determine if he had gotten into a mishap.

Okay, stop talking to me about the exchange. Im not in the mood to listen to it now. Has there been any news from the people sent out? Has Dallas been found? Reynold unceremoniously interrupted the secretarys report and asked about the matter that concerned him the most.

Uh, not yet

As soon as the secretary answered, Reynolds phone on the table suddenly started ringing. But it was actually a text message.

Nate Walkers people are preparing to burn Dallass corpse in the woods 30 kilometers southeast of San Francisco. Itll be too late if you dont head there right now.

Reynolds pupils suddenly shook.

What? Burning my sons corpse? Are they planning to destroy his corpse and wipe out the traces?!

Reynold suddenly sprung up and punched the table..