Chapter 199: Lock You up for the Rest of Your Life
Smash!
Greg lifted the hand he was going to use to slap Hailey. Suddenly, a loud voice was heard.
He squatted on the ground in pain. The bones in his arm had fractured on impact.
Clarence displayed his dexterity, kicking the blonde woman and woman in red in the stomach. Then, he pulled Hailey behind himself to protect her.
“Are you okay, Hailey?” Clarence’s heart was aching.
The red handprints on Hailey’s charming face were very distinct.
When Hailey saw Clarence, tears welled up in her eyes, but she did not allow herself to cry. “I’m fine.”
Greg roared, “Kid, are you tired of living? How dare you co to Glorious? Do you want to die? Where’s security? Co get this punk! You purposely hurt and broke my arm. I’m going to hire the best lawyer in diterranean City to send you to jail! I’ll lock you up for the rest of your life!” Greg sounded very confident.
Should Greg be scared of Clarence while he was in his own territory?
There would be security footage of Clarence attacking him just now.
Once he handed the evidence to the court, coupled with so lawyer’s manipulation tactics, he would be able to lock Clarence up for life.
The security guards ran forward, about to catch Clarence.
The won around them were all screaming. They kept backing away, and the scene grew increasingly chaotic.
Jeremy huffed coldly. “I want to see who dares to move. Why don’t you take a look at who I am?”
Everyone looked at Jeremy at the sa ti.
Greg was stunned, but then, he laughed malevolently. “Hey, punk, I don’t care who the f*ck you are. You’re his accomplice, huh? Get him too!”
“What?”
Jeremy was shocked. “Don’t you know who I am?”
He was the big boss behind Glorious Entertainnt, yet Greg did not know who he was.
anwhile, those thirty-plus security guards seed to not know who Jeremy was either. They surrounded him.
Jeremy roared, “F*ck, I’m Jeremy Hayes! Touch if you have the guts!”
Greg was extrely arrogant. He lifted his nose to the sky. “I don’t care if you’re Jeremy Hayes or Jeremy Renner. I’ll beat the sh*t out of you even if you’re Floyd Mayweather or Hulk Hogan.
“Get them!” Greg pointed at Jeremy’s nose.
More than thirty security guards ran forward and kicked Jeremy’s stomach. Jeremy was in pain, curling up like a shrimp and squatting down. He was seeing stars.
As Jeremy was getting beat up, he yelled, “Greg Dover, how dare you… How dare you… Ouch!”
“Hahaha!”
Greg guffawed shalessly. “Yes, I am very daring indeed. I would even piss on God himself. Who do you think you are? Do you know who my cousin is? He’s one of the people in charge of Glorious, and he can do whatever he wants. He has the power to decide who stays and who go around here.
“It’s a warzone in Glorious, and my cousin can dictate who lives and who dies. Who do you think you are?”
The blonde woman pulled a chair over to let Greg sit. He crossed his legs as he sat down. “You guys want to go up against ? You won’t be able to guess how I’ll kill you.”
After comforting Hailey, Clarence rushed over to Jeremy when he saw that he was being beaten up.
After lifting his legs and kicking around, he quickly defeated the security guards and pulled Jeremy, who was now battered and bruised, out of the crowd.
The corner of Jeremy’s lip was bleeding, and he was enraged. “You bastard!”
Greg chuckled and looked at Clarence. “Kid, you’re good with your fists. Get all the security guards. Get the martial arts instructors as well.
“Anyone who can defeat this kid, I’ll give them one million on behalf of the company!” Greg exhaled from his nose and he looked extrely arrogant.
Jeremy was about to vomit blood from the anger he felt.
Greg was working in Jeremy’s company and receiving his salary from Jeremy, but he was now using that money to ask soone to hit Jeremy?
At that mont, a middle-aged man in a suit walked into the interview hall. He looked to be 34 or 35 years old.
When the middle-aged man saw the chaotic scene and noticed the security guards on the ground, he frowned. “Greg, what’s happening?”
When Greg saw the middle-aged man, he quickly stood up from his chair. “Walt, these two rascals ca to cause trouble in the office…”
He told the man everything.
“Okay.”
The middle-aged man waved his hand impatiently. “Take care of this quickly. I just got news that the young master is coming over to inspect. Look alive and serve the young master well. If anything goes wrong, you’ll be responsible.”
Greg was taken aback. “Young master? What young master?”
The middle-aged man laughed and scolded, “You punk, did you forget who owns Glorious Entertainnt? It’s Young Master Hayes, of course.”
Greg pouted, a disdainful look on his face. “That kid, huh? Just because his family has money, he invested ten billion in Glorious. He’s never shown his face once over the last few years. Heh, he’s allowed us to make so much money. He thought he was making money after we faked the accounts and said he only makes a few hundred million a year from us.”
Greg had a look of contempt on his face. “What does that idiot know aside from ssing around with won? He only invested in this company because he wants to support the actresses we have here. As long as we help him with the operation and help him support a few people, will he ever find out how much money we make?
“That kid is just a foolish son of a landlord. He might not even know how to calculate one hundred million if we hand it to him. He’s just lucky that he’s been born in the Hayes family. I would have him in the palm of my hands if he was a normal guy.”
Greg patted his chest and promised, “Don’t worry, bro. I’ll make sure that punk cos in and leaves happily when he gets here.”
“Right. You’re so arrogant.” The middle-aged man laughed.
Greg chuckled. “Bro, with a VIP backing , I can be as arrogant as I want.”
The two of them did not even try to disguise their discussion, despite the sheer number of people present.
They knew no one would say anything.
Who was the one wearing the pants in Glorious Entertainnt?
If they wanted to get a promotion, they knew to keep their mouths shut.
When Jeremy heard what they had said, he almost passed out from anger.
Clarence patted his shoulder. “Don’t be mad. Hold on.”
How could Jeremy endure it any longer?
Jeremy raised his voice and yelled, “Walt Dover, you really are sothing else. If I hadn’t co to your company today, I wouldn’t have known you were such a bad*ss. You’re able to do whatever you want? You have the power to decide who lives and who dies? VIP? It seems like you guys enjoy destroying my company like this, huh? While I’m a complete fool, right?”
Jeremy’s lungs were going to explode from anger.
The middle-aged man, Walt Dover, looked at Jeremy. “Kid, who are you?”
Right now, Jeremy’s face was so bruised and swollen that he was almost unrecognizable. Walt had also not paid attention to him earlier.
However, after Walt stared at Jeremy for a few seconds, his hands and legs shook. “Y-Young Master?”
“What?”
“Young Master!”
Greg almost collapsed from fear. His fat face was pale and the flesh on his face shook.
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