Living With My Lady Boss

Zaid Kline was silent for a moment. He said coldly, "Mister Pugh, this is a murder case. We have to handle it." "You will be handled first. You know your supervisor's relationship with us. Do you think he was able to get to where he is without the support of our High Lady? Don't forget that you woke up from Yasmin Lawrence's bed last night." Zaid had a terrible expression for a moment, but he relented and said, "I will do as you say, but you better hurry up. The news will spread very soon." "I'll fix it." Casper hung up as soon as he finished talking. He had a menacing look on his face.

Actually, he did not want to threaten Zaid unless it was absolutely necessary. However, things were going out of his control. He had to consider the bigger picture.

He thought about it and called his secretary. He said through gritted teeth, "Let the Heptagon Gang enter the hotel and clean them all out. I need Sylvia Ronan dead along with that guy." "Sir, isn't this a bit too much?" asked the secretary in a surprised tone.

"Just go," He growled.

The secretary hurriedly left to make arrangements.

The Heptagon Gang was the biggest and the most brutal gang in Hancher City. The gang leader, Charleston Powell, was infamous. Sof the politicians had to be cautious with him.

A short while went by.

The detectives who entered the hotel received the call. They had no choice but to leave, and they started to evacuate the journalists.

Most journalists received orders to leave too.

However, sjournalists and employees of the news media hid somewhere nearby after they left to continue filming. They wanted to get sdirt.

Around 400 men in black suits entered the hotel while carrying various bags after the journalists were evacuated. Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

The guests of the hotel were 'persuaded' to leave too, along with the hotel staff.

Only Wilbur and the few in the room were left in the hotel, along with the entirety of the Heptagon Gang.

Wilbur and Sylvia stood in front of the window. They watched the journalists evacuate as the men in black suits entered the hotel.

Sylvia chuckled and asked, "Do you know how powerful they are now?" "They are indeed powerful. Are you scared?" he asked with a smile.

She looked at the broken window and replied slowly, "This will be the end forif you can't hang on. I hope they cleaned up the remaining pieces of Jamal Somber properly. Otherwise, I'll feel disgusted even if I'm dead." "I'll try my best to hang on." He smiled and pulled a chair to the hallway outside the room. He sat on the chair and lit a cigarette.

She looked at his side profile, and there was a confused look on her face.

Charleston Powell, who was in a black suit and had two scar marks on his face, watched as hundreds of armed thugs went into the elevator at that moment. He sat in the lobby with a smile. It was a major transaction for him this time.

He thought about the astronomical amount of money Casper had promised him and burst out laughing.

Around ten thugs rushed out from the elevator on the 70th floor, armed with knives and bats. They shouted and sprinted toward Wilbur when they saw him. ŚwMore thugs kept coming from the staircase behind the elevator.

Wilbur quietly smoked. He watched the angry men and sighed in pity before attacking with a mere wave of his hand.

A spiritual knife that was several meters wide soared through the hallway.

Those men were instantly dismembered and died on the spot.

The thugs who rushed from the staircase were stunned to see the bodies in the hallway.

However, they raised their weapons as they shouted angrily and fearlessly charged at Wilbur.