Chapter 95 Time Delay

"How much do you want, boss?" One of the men holding the phone asked with an excited look. Clearly, he was ready to suck Kingsley dry of his fortune.

"Not too much. At least one hundred thousand for each of us. It'll just delay our time if we ask for too much, which wouldn't be good for us." The leader of the gang was smoking a cigarette. His face was relaxed without the slightest hint of nervousness.

A few of the men immediately danced with pleasure when they heard that. They wrote a set of conditions and sent it to Kingsley, which seemed like a threat. To put everything short, they told Kingsley that they would not do anything to Gwyneth if he did not transfer the money.

[Haven't we discussed the payment before? Since when you guys brought up the floor price?]

The leader of the group coldly snorted when he saw Kingsley's reply. He snatched the phone away from his men and wrote: [Mr. Leed, you did not tell me the woman's identity before. Doesn't she have Luther Corporation support