Chapter 748: Chapter 748 Jumping off a Building to Commit Suicide_1
Purple Sumrs’s words shocked everyone.
Each sentence of hers suggested that the kidnap was a hoax staged by Sheldon Fowler himself!
Mrs. Fowler was so angry that she might as well have been smoking! Her son was kidnapped, his life hanging by a thread, and yet this little girl was so vicious, constantly slinging mud!
At this mont, as if she had just recalled, Yolanda Sumrs softly exclaid, “Ah!… Before, Sheldon told that he embezzled money from his ho, hoping to win big, but he still ended up losing everything. He was very frustrated and afraid of his mother’s anger, not knowing what to do…”
This corroborated what Purple Sumrs had said.
“You!… You defa…” Mrs. Fowler’s trembling fingers pointed at Purple Sumrs and Yolanda Sumrs, her lips quivering.
“Mrs. Fowler,” Nathaniel Sumrs ca forward from the crowd and stood next to Dylan Sumrs, his eyes calm, “I advise you to hurry to Walker Entertainnt City. If you delay further, I fear it may be too late.”
“What do you an?” Mrs. Fowler asked angrily. “Are you threatening ?!”
Nathaniel Sumrs lifted the corners of his mouth, an almost imperceptible sneer on his face as he glanced at the won of the Fowler family behind her, “Do I need to make myself clearer? If you don’t want the Fowler na cut off from future generations, better hurry to Walker Entertainnt City. You might still make it in ti.”
Purple Sumrs frowned at Nathaniel Sumrs, not understanding why he would say such a thing.
Sheldon was clearly hiding out in a hotel, nice and safe. Was Nathaniel Sumrs making an empty scare to frighten Mrs. Fowler, or was he targeting Alexander Sumrs? After all, Alexander Sumrs was the mastermind behind Entertainnt City…
But this kind of targeting seed rather weightless.
Sheldon’s younger aunt tugged at Mrs. Fowler’s sleeve, nervously saying, “Sister-in-law, since Sheldon owes the casino money, could they harm him? I’ve heard those debt collectors do things like cutting off ears and fingers…”
All their faces turned pale.
Mrs. Fowler didn’t dare to make a scene anymore, throwing a hateful glance at Yolanda Sumrs and Purple Sumrs before turning and hurrying away with a large group of older and younger won…
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Dylan Sumrs signalled the housekeeper with a glance, and the housekeeper, understanding the cue, imdiately had the band continue playing.
The music eased the tense atmosphere as everyone ca back to their senses, although inevitably, conversations still revolved around the Fowler family.
“Why doesn’t the Fowler family have a single man?”
“Both parents are long deceased. Mr. Fowler was the eldest son who went on a mountain hiking trip with his younger brother, but an accident occurred, and neither ca back…”
“Mrs. Fowler has had it tough, no wonder she’s so anxious about her son.”
“What good does being anxious do? Didn’t you hear what was said earlier? He’s got a massive gambling debt…”
“After all, brought up among won, what achievents can he have?”
That comnt was sowhat sexist, attracting Camilla Farrell’s disapproval.
Knowing Camilla Farrell was particularly sensitive about such topics, the speaker hurriedly changed the subject, raising their voice to ask Nathaniel Sumrs, “Third young master, what did you an by too late? Did you see sothing with your Ghost Eyes?”
As soon as those words were spoken, everyone eagerly turned to Nathaniel Sumrs.
Having Ghost Eyes look at oneself might feel uncomfortable, but if Ghost Eyes were looking at soone else, everyone was the sa—eager for a spectacle, no trouble too great.
Nathaniel Sumrs maintained his indifferent smile, speaking unhurriedly, “I did see sothing, but it’s nothing to fuss over. You will all know soon enough.”
He put down his wine glass, bending slightly in a polite gesture, “Please enjoy your evening, I’m a bit tired and must excuse myself.”
Nathaniel Sumrs turned to go upstairs, his black silhouette disappearing at the turn of the staircase.
Jane McCain leaned towards Purple Sumrs, “Purple, your third brother is so mysterious!”
What she really wanted to say was that Nathaniel Sumrs gave off a creepy vibe, quite frightening, but considering he was Purple’s brother, Jane McCain spoke more diplomatically.
Zara Jason then said, “Perhaps people who learn certain spells or secret arts all have this sense of mystery.”
“Yeah, you’re right,” Jane McCain nodded.
As the banquet was drawing to a close, news suddenly ca through: Sheldon Fowler had committed suicide by jumping from Walker Entertainnt City.
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