The next day, Mr. Rogers himself came to pick Jate up. He went along with him to meet David Leon 'the Black-hand' and to discuss the amount of compensation. But before Mr. Rogers, and Jate reached the auction house, they received a call from Ricardo Maslow. Ricardo reported. "Young Master, the experts left out some details last night. Even though the antique shard itself is authentic, they also detected signs of polishing." "What does that mean?" Jate frowned. "It means that the antique statue was already broken before excavation, and not he smashed recently." Ricardo explained the whole details. "So what you're saying is, someone found a piece of broken antique, polished its edges, then mix it in with the other fake shards to con my father in law?" "Yes, Young Master. It appears that Mr. Winston is the target of a scam." As Ricardo confirmed. Jate narrowed his eyes. "Alright. I understand." Jate hang up the call and uttered coldly. "Bloody lowlives! How dare they try to con my f
Jate narrowed his eyes. "Mr. Clarkson?" Black-hand had nothing more to lose after selling his master out, so he decided to just bite the bullet. "The oldest son of a Clarkson family, Tom Clarkson!" "Like me, Johnson was a follower of the Clarkson family. But he had a higher ranking and he was also the spokesperson for the Clarkson family in this city. You're killing of Johnson had greatly affected the family's profit, so Mr. Clarkson wished to settle the score with you!" Jate's mouth twitched upwards. "Settle the score with me?" "That's right. He said I should have some fun with you, the fatal kind of fun. He also said..." "Said what?" Jate frowned. Black-hand decided to go all out. "His nickname is the notorious playboy because he likes hooking up with all types of beautiful women. He's got his eyes on Ms. Angela Winston, and he wants her two climb to his bed willingly so he can have his way with her." Jate's eyes narrowed into slits and his voice turned deadly cold. "Bastard!"
Angela panicked and she ran over to the table to grab a fountain pen, then pointing the sharp end towards Tom Clarkson. "I'm warning you! Don't do anything stupid!" Tom clarkson still had that sly smile on his face. "Don't you want the money to save your father? You need three hundred million. Who else could do that amount of money besides me? I'm pretty sure your husband, Jate Woods, has gone to see Black-hand. I wonder if he'll get his swift and painless death." Angela's eyes widened in shock. "How do you know so much? You!" "That's right. I'm the one who orchestrated the whole thing. I was the one who had someone run a scam on your father, and asked Black-hand to extort three hundred million out of him!" Confirmed Tom Clarkson smugly. "The cops have determined that your father is solely responsible for all the damages. And I also have the proof on the authenticity of the ancient antique statue. So even if you took this to court, your family would still be able at the losing end.
Right away, a tall and well built man stood up and loudly announced. "Sir, I will avenge him!" Everyone turned and looked at Kenneth, an orphan who had been taken in by the Clarkson family when he was a child. He grew up in the Clarkson household, and when he was older, he went abroad and joined the mercenary for five years. After he came back, the Clarkson family gave him money and he is stablish the largest security company in Eastblue city, the Wolf Security Agency. Kenneth felt a guilt and he had to take full responsibility, given that his security company was based in Eastblue city, the very same place that Mr. Clarkson was crippled. Thus, he volunteered without any hesitation with the intention of seeking revenge for Mr. Clarkson. Charles looked proudly at Kenneth and nodded. "I remember that you have a security company in Eastblue city and seeing that your company is not short of highly skilled men. I entrust this mission to you then." Kenneth answered solemnly. "Yes, patria
Kenneth in his mens were all wearing black similar to that of the armed forces. The badge of Wolf security services could be seen on their sleeves. Most people could tell that they were a security team but assumed that they were special forces. Apparently, the first thing Kenneth did after he left Fairview city and arrived in Eastblue city was to locate the whereabouts of Jate and his family. When he found out that they were dining at Glorious Restaurant, he immediately gather his men and rush over, determined to seek revenge. His men that were with him were those who work along side with him as mercenaries years ago, they had now a key players in his team. They and their lethal skills were a main reason why Wolf security services rose to become the largest security company in this city. So this time, he brought this men with him on his mission naturally. After getting off there land rover, they strode into the restaurant. Many of patrons in the restaurant look to them in awe. A pud
The next day, at Wolf Security agency. After the brief planning on taking down Jate Woods, Kenneth led his subordinates to kill him no matter what. So that he can complete his mission entrusted by the patriarchs of the Clarkson family. After receiving an information the whereabouts of Jate Woods, he didn't hesitate to move again. He found out that Jate Woods had went to Golden Sun Restaurant with Rogers Reaggan, in the outskirts of the city to have a meal. Kenneth gave a twisted grin on his lips. "Golden Sun Restaurant huh! Well today that will be your last meal. I'll make sure that you'll regret being born in this world." After that he gave a call at the patriarchs of the Clarkson family Charles, to let him know and kill Jate Woods and Rogers tonight. Meanwhile Ricardo led his men to the Golden Sun Restaurant to have a meal with their Young Master Jate Woods. It was a dark and starry night. The stars shines in the pitch black sky, the night was silent and peaceful like there was
Kenneth's voice began to tremble. "I..." You wanted to deny it, but you couldn't bring himself to lie. After all, he had barge into the area with thousands of mens that had vowed to kill him. "Slap!" Jate gave him a solid slap across his face. Kenneth's face began to swell up like a balloon and he was bleeding. "Answer me!" Jate growled coldly. Kenneth hesitated for a split second, and a second slap landed on his left face. A couple of his teeth broke and fell out of his mouth. He began to panic. "I'm sorry, Mr. Woods! I've overestimated myself! Please let me go this time around, I won't do it again..." Jate merely gave him an deadly glance. "I've already given you a chance at my mother-in-laws birthday party last night. Why didn't you learn your lesson?" However, Jate had already turned to Ricardo and said. "Finish him!" Ricardo's hands move in a flash slicing his sword style technique through Kenneth's neck. "Swoosh! Crack!" The sickening sound of bones breaking tour through th
The next day, in the study room of the Clarkson family. Charles Clarkson, who was dressed in a robe cloth clothes and shoes, put down the mantra in his hand and look up at his son standing before him. "I heard that Kenneth went to assassinate that punk Jate Woods and Rogers last night with his five hundred men. Any updates?" Freddie Clarkson panicked. "Dad, he..." Charles Clarkson grew impatient. "Why are you stuttering? Spit it out!" Freddy clarkson had no choice but to speak all the truth. "Kenneth and his men had been disappeared." "What a nonsense are you talking about! He had five hundred men with him, and they're gone just like that? What about their bodies?" Charles Clarkson in anguish. Freddy Clarkson scowled. "They disappeared without a trace. I'd mobilize a lot of our own manpower to search for them, but they're gone for good." Charles Clarkson struggled to calm himself down. "What in the world is going on?" "However, I managed to get some valuable information from the