Chapter 670: Dog Eat Dog

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Help! Who who the h.e.l.l are you? Im the a.s.sistant of Nate Walker. If you dare to lay a finger on me, the Walkers wont spare you! After being dragged out of the car, the a.s.sistant was still issuing a threat while struggling.

Eyes full of hatred, Reynold slowly walked up to the a.s.sistant. Wont spare me? Let me ask you. Where is my son, Dallas Watson?!

You youre the helmsman of the Watsons?! Nates a.s.sistants eyes widened as he looked at Reynold in disbelief. After hearing that Reynold was looking for Dallas, he instantly froze in place, and his body turned clammy all over.

Oh my G.o.d! The Watsons already found out about Dallass death!

Kill him! Reynold commanded coldly.

Before the a.s.sistant could even react, the hand gripping his neck tightened and twisted. With a loud crack, Reynolds bodyguard broke the a.s.sistants neck.

The a.s.sistant instantly died. His body turned limp and fell to the ground with a thud.

Reynold took a deep breath, stood next to the trunk of the Maserati, and opened it with shaky fingers.

A curled up corpse whose eyes were still wide open and staring out of the trunk appeared in front of Reynold. His son had died clearly with indignation.

Son Reynold looked at the corpse of his beloved son and could no longer hold back from crying as tears fell on the cold and stiff corpse.

At this moment, he was no longer the powerful helmsman who controlled the entire Watson family but a father who had lost his only son.

The bodyguards standing beside Reynold also had a drastic change in expression. Only at this moment did they finally understand why the helmsman had suddenly summoned them and rushed to this deserted woods. They also understood why he had mercilessly instructed them to kill Nates a.s.sistant.

It turned out that the only scion of the Watson family had already died, and his corpse had been stuffed into the trunk of the car of the Walkers scion!

The bodyguards didnt dare to think or even ask about the exact situation.

At this moment, it was already late at night.

In the Walkers villa

Nate was in his bedroom, but he wasnt the least bit sleepy.

He wasnt in the mood to sleep, and he was even incredibly vexed and frustrated.

It was almost midnight, but the a.s.sistant he had sent to get rid of Dallass corpse had yet to return with good news.

It had been more than two hours since he left for the woods. No matter what, a long time had pa.s.sed, so he should have finished.

Could something have happened to this kid along the way?

Or did he flee?

Or did he get greedy and secretly sell my new Maserati before absconding with the money?

While Nate was thinking about all sorts of possibilities, his mood worsened.

Finally, after midnight pa.s.sed, he couldnt wait any longer. He took out his phone and called his a.s.sistant.

But to his anger, no one answered.

Refusing to give up, Nate made several calls, but no one answered.

d.a.m.n it! What the h.e.l.l is going on? Where is this b.a.s.t.a.r.d now? Could he have really run away?

Nate was exasperated. He picked up the lamp on the bedside table and smashed it on the floor.

But no matter how furious and loud Nate was, his a.s.sistant was already dead and would never answer his phone call again.

At this moment, in the woods, Reynold wept in front of Dallas for a long time before bringing his corpse back home.

He instructed his servants to store Dallass corpse in a cold storage room in the Watson residence to freeze it.

Reynold didnt disclose the news of Dallass death to the rest of the Watsons, and he even ordered his secretary and bodyguards who had witnessed the incident today to keep their lips sealed.

If anyone present today dared to breathe a word about what had happened, they would definitely be killed!

It wasnt that Reynold didnt want to avenge his son, but rather, the Watsons status and power were far lower than the Walkers. If the matter blew out of proportion now, he couldnt count on the Walkers to hand Nate over to pay for his sons life. They probably wouldnt even punish Nate!

After all, in the Walkers opinion, they had helped the Watsons get everything they owned today, so the Watsons should be loyal to the Walkers. They felt that they could demand anything from the Watsons, but the Watsons couldnt ask them for justice.

Reynold was clenching his jaw so hard that his gums were almost bleeding. But at this moment, he had to force himself to bear with it regardless of how angry and full of hate he was.

Reynold could only wait for the right opportunity to deal with the Walkers and make Nate pay for the death of his son.

In Reynolds mind, the scale was gradually tipping toward the Kingstons.

Like the Walkers, the Kingstons were one of the top three families in San Francisco and an even match for them.

Just a short while ago, the Watsons had transferred the hosting rights of the Elite Business Exchange to the Kingstons, thus forming a close connection with them.

Lance, the helmsman of the Kingstons, had informed Reynold that the Kingstons would be making a great move at the upcoming Elite Business Exchange. If nothing unexpected happened, the Kingstons would become the new overlord of California.

Once the Kingstons dominated California, the Watsons, as their allies, would also gain tremendous benefits. At that time, the Wastons wouldnt be afraid of the Walkers and could even trample on them.

When the time came, Reynold decided that he had to tie the murderer Nate to his sons corpse and then use his blood as a sacrifice to his son, who had been killed unjustifiably!

Reynolds eyes flashed with hatred. Finally, he gave his sons corpse in the cold storage room one last look before leaving with gritted teeth.

At this moment, Lucas had already returned to his villa in Orange County.

After he washed up and lay in bed, his phone suddenly vibrated with a text message.

Everything has been settled according to plan.

Lucas didnt seem surprised. He calmly put his phone down and gently held Cheyenne, who was already asleep, in his arms.

Neither Nate nor Reynold knew that Lucas was the culprit behind everything that had happened tonight.

Since Nate and Dallas wanted to kill him, he decided to turn them against each other. They had brought it upon themselves..