Chapter 480: Chapter 480 Follow _1
“Old man?”
Greg Jensen was taken aback, then nodded and said, “Have him wait in the living room for a bit; I’ll be down shortly.”
“Okay.”
Greg Jensen closed the door, yawned, and went back to bed.
Louisa Burley asked curiously, “Who is it, this early in the morning?”
Greg Jensen chuckled, “The Stuart Family sent over an old man to see , I told him to wait downstairs.”
Upon hearing this, Louisa Burley suddenly rembered Jeremy Hall’s description of the Stuart Family and urged, “Then you should hurry.”
“No rush, let’s keep him waiting a bit longer,” Greg Jensen said nonchalantly.
Louisa Burley frowned and said, “Greg, I know you’re very powerful, but so is the Stuart Family.
They not only have three Grandmasters but also know many odd and dangerous things. They are really perilous; you must take this seriously.”
“Alright, I got it.”
Greg Jensen exclaid, “How do you know so much?”
Louisa Burley’s expression changed slightly, “I already said I don’t know where I heard it from, why do you keep asking?”
“Okay, no more questions.”
Greg Jensen laughed heartily, touched her playfully, eliciting a startled shriek from Louisa Burley, then jauntily made his way into the bathroom.
It took quite a while before he was dressed and moving leisurely downstairs.
Just as he reached the first floor, he heard a robust voice saying, “What’s going on with you? I’ve been waiting for half a day already, when is Barry Wolfe coming down?”
Iris’ frigid voice imdiately followed, “I’m sorry, the boss was sleeping. If you’re in a hurry, perhaps you can co back another day.”
“You…”
Darryl Ingles was truly infuriated; as a quasi-Grandmaster and a high-ranking mber of the Stuart Family, even the younger mbers of the family treated him with utmost respect.
What was Barry Wolfe?
How dare he make him wait for over half an hour?
That was outrageous!
No wonder everyone said this kid was arrogantly self-important; seeing him now, the rumors indeed were not unfounded!
At that mont, Greg Jensen descended from the second floor, composed and nonchalant, taking his seat at the head of the conference table.
“Are you Barry Wolfe?”
Without waiting for Greg Jensen to respond, he pressed, “Have you been giving the Milton Family trouble lately?”
Upon hearing this, Greg Jensen frowned and said, “I don’t understand what you are talking about.”
“Denial is pointless. Everyone knows Simon Cooper follows you; the things he’s done are all at your command, aren’t they?”
Darryl Ingles snorted coldly, “You sure have guts! Who doesn’t know the Milton Family is the maternal ho of the Seventh Lady’s husband? By killing Troy Milton, you’re essentially slapping the Seventh in the face!
The Seventh not holding you to account shows his magnanimity, yet you really think you’re sobody?”
Greg Jensen furrowed his brow and snapped, “If you ca here today just to spout this useless drivel, then get lost the way you ca. I don’t have the ti to deal with you!”
“How dare you!”
Hearing his words, Darryl Ingles’ face imdiately darkened, his anger rising, “Barry Wolfe, let tell you, I don’t care how arrogant you are with others, but if you think you can stand up to , you’re not qualified.
Today, I’m here representing the Stuart Family. Do you think you can out-arrogance the Stuart Family?”
By now, Greg Jensen’s face was cold as frost, his tone icy, “You have one last thing to say, finish it and then get out!”
Darryl Ingles sneered dismissively, clearly not taking Greg Jensen’s words to heart, and boastfully said,
“Fine, I’ll skip the excess talk, lucky you’re quite the fortunate kid.
“Let’s be honest here, the Stuart Family’s elder appreciates you a lot. Co with .”
“Are you done with your words?”
“I’m done…”
Darryl Ingles was stunned but then saw Greg Jensen pointing towards the door and saying, “The door is there, you can scram!”
Darryl Ingles was startled again, then suddenly burst into anger, “Barry Wolfe, what exactly do you an?”
“I told you to scram. Didn’t you hear?” Greg Jensen said coldly.
If it weren’t for Louisa Burley persuading him, he wouldn’t have co out to et this Darryl Ingles in the first place; he didn’t expect the guy to be so utterly unaware of himself, actually putting on airs as if he were superior.
To Greg Jensen, a re half-step Grandmaster really wasn’t worth considering.
Darryl Ingles, thinking he was representing the Stuart Family, didn’t even regard Barry Wolfe as a Grandmaster in his eyes. Seeing Greg Jensen’s attitude so firm now, he felt he had received a huge insult.
“Barry Wolfe, think carefully. I am here representing the Stuart Family today.
It would be as easy as killing chickens and slaughtering dogs for the Stuart Family to crush you; don’t refuse the wine only to be forced to drink a penalty one!”
Slap!
The response to him was a loud slap in the face!
Greg Jensen used thirty percent of his strength with this slap. Caught off guard, Darryl Ingles was sent flying out.
There was a loud bang as the skinny figure crashed into the glass. Fortunately, the villa’s glass was thickened and earthquake-resistant, otherwise, he would have shattered it.
Darryl Ingles was dazed from the hit, but as a half-step Grandmaster, he soon ca to his senses and scrambled to his feet.
Just as he was about to explode with rage, he saw a young figure appear behind Greg Jensen as silently as a ghost.
And at the villa’s door a middle-aged man entered, his robust body effectively blocking the doorway.
They were Duncan Kong and Xavier Cooper.
As Greg Jensen’s two best subordinates, they were originally practicing in the gym downstairs. When they heard that soone from the Stuart Family had co, they imdiately moved nearby to wait, to prevent any accidents.
That’s why they were able to appear next to Greg Jensen so quickly after seeing him slap Darryl Ingles.
However, when Darryl Ingles witnessed this scene, he misunderstood.
He thought that Barry Wolfe must have been prepared in advance to kill him; otherwise, how could these two have arrived so quickly?
Moreover, with one in front and one behind, their approach clearly signified a pincer movent, a strategy to beat a dog in the water. He wouldn’t believe they weren’t after him even if it killed him.
A chill rose in Darryl Ingles’s heart as he glared at Greg Jensen and said, “Barry Wolfe, what do you an by this? Do you want to keep here?”
His words ca out strong, at least to the outward view, he wasn’t afraid to die, much less of Barry Wolfe.
But his quivering pupils betrayed his inner nervousness.
He roared with a hoarse voice, “Barry Wolfe, just try laying a finger on ! If you dare touch , the Stuart Family will surely raze this place to the ground.”
“Heh, killing trash like you doesn’t require the boss to make a move!”
Xavier Cooper opened his mouth with a cold laugh, “I can handle you myself, young master!”
Thump!
Greg Jensen rewarded him with a knuckle to the head and said indifferently, “Stand aside, I don’t need you this ti.”
Xavier Cooper was better at stealth and assassination; direct combat, on the other hand, was not his strong suit. Moreover, this fellow would talk nonsense without his command; he definitely needed a good lesson.
Greg Jensen frowned slightly and instructed Duncan Kong at the door, “Old Kong, take care of this man, cripple his limbs and throw him out.”
“Yes, boss.”
Duncan Kong nodded and stepped toward Darryl Ingles.
Watching Duncan Kong approach slowly, Darryl Ingles’s face drastically changed as he exclaid, “You are… You’re Duncan Kong?!”
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