Domination in America, Starting from being a Boxing Champion Chapter 568 - 434: Impotent Fury (5/10)

Ding-a-ling! Ding-a-ling!

On the office desk, the telephone began to ring. Kunas was so imrsed in his grief and anguish that he couldn't bring himself to answer the call.

But the piercing sound of the telephone kept ringing over and over, from an unfamiliar number.

Kunas picked up the phone and exploded with curses.

"Motherfucker, who the hell are you? What the fuck do you want?"

"....."

Click! The person on the other end didn't say anything and hung up.

Kunas threw down his cell phone, slumped into his office chair, yanked off his tie with force, took several deep breaths, and let off so of his rage.

It's just that when he looked up and saw the enlarged photo of Ivanka on his computer screen, Ivanka wearing a silk tee, casual pants that were loose yet felt quality, the full contours of her chest and peach-like curves of her buttocks slightly visible beneath the fabric.

Golden hair casually spilled over her shoulders, her cool cheeks adorned with a gentle smile, red lips blooming like rose petals.

Kunas kept staring at her photo, unable to take his eyes off, ti and again.

This beauty should have been his, the life companion gifted to him by the chief god.

But now she had beco Link's woman, giving the beauty and body bestowed upon her by the chief god to that bastard Link to defile.

"Ivanka, you've disappointed so much. Handing what should have been mine over to that bastard Link, I will never let you and that son of a bitch off lightly, absolutely not," Kunas thought, clenching his fists tightly, grinding his teeth.

Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through the back of his hand; he had not noticed when he got a cut, and red liquid dripped onto the floor.

This was a wound that Ivanka and Link had given him, it was all their fault, and they had to pay it back.

With a brooding expression, Kunas started plotting his revenge against Link in his mind.

He was determined to make Link pay for his actions and make Ivanka regret her terrible decision.

However,

Link had no ordinary status, a big na, and had never done anything illegal or undisciplined; there was no way to deal with him using legal or administrative asures.

And ordinary ans simply wouldn't affect soone of his standing.

What should he do?

Kunas suddenly wished he lived in the Middle Ages; back then, if you wanted to destroy soone, there were countless ways, all kinds of brutal thods available. But not now; this is a modern civilization that values democracy and the rule of law.

Although everything seems hypocritical, rich people do enjoy the benefits brought by modern civilization here.

These benefits also mistakenly protect so of the bad guys, like Link.

After thinking hard for a while, Kunas couldn't co up with a good way to ruin Link. He sighed in disappointnt and picked up the phone to call his ally Bob in Hollywood.

Since Link was hanging around in Hollywood, the Weinstein brothers were tycoons, the most powerful figures there, they must have a way to destroy Link.

After getting through, Kunas talked about Link and asked Bob if he had anything on Link, saying he was willing to pay a high price for it.

Bob said helplessly that he didn't, asked what happened and why he was so eager?

Kunas, looking at Ivanka's photo on the computer screen, didn't tell Bob anything, just said he wanted to ruin Link, destroy him, and preferably make Link disappear.

Bob said no and told Kunas that he was on a business trip, had a lot on his hands at the mont and had no ti to keep an eye on Link. He suggested calling Harvey as they would surely have a lot to talk about.

Kunas reluctantly agreed.

Ding-dong!

His cell phone received the contact card for Harvey forwarded by Bob, which included Harvey's phone number.

Kunas looked at it once and felt the number looked familiar. He pulled out his phone and saw it was the sa number as the harassing call from before.

aning, that call had been from Harvey, and he had unintentionally given Harvey a mouthful.

Kunas's face changed color. After so thought, he still decided to call back.

After two attempts the call didn't go through, but just as he was about to hang up the second ti, the call was answered.

On the other end, Harvey spoke not a word, only heavy breathing could be heard, creating an oppressive atmosphere.

"Mr. Weinstein, this is Ryan, and I apologize to you. I just had a very unfortunate incident and was in a terrible mood. Seeing an unfamiliar number, I couldn't help but curse, without realizing it would be you. I am very sorry. Please forgive ," Kunas said.

Over the phone, Harvey breathed heavily like a slumbering wild boar. After an awkward silence of two or three seconds, Harvey's low and suppressed voice finally erged.

"It's alright, I don't bla you for not knowing," he said.

"Mr. Weinstein, thank you for your understanding. I am very sorry for the way I spoke just now..."

"Is there anything else?" Harvey interrupted him.

Kunas could tell Harvey was still angry, but he could understand it. Harvey was a Hollywood mogul, used to praise and flattery; suddenly getting aggressively scolded must have been quite a blow to his ego. It made sense for him to be upset.

After a pause, Kunas realized that ending the call like this would only make their relationship even more strained.

Considering that Harvey also strongly disliked Link, Kunas took the initiative to bring up Ivanka, saying he loved her trendously, she was his life, his faith, a light in his life.

But now that light was being monopolized by that bastard Link.

He ranted about Link on the phone, harsher than he had to Harvey before, hoping to stir up a sense of shared enmity in Harvey, to first forgive him and then join forces against Link.