Chapter 139 The Patriarch Of The York Family

That’s impossible!

Tavion didn’t believe that Jonathan could have some hidden identity.

I know him all too well! After the company went bankrupt back then, he owed a boatload of debts and was even hunted down by the loan sharks! If he really has some hidden identity, how could he possibly have been pursued for an entire year? Just look at him! He’s so broke that he can’t even afford to buy a set of decent clothes. Also, he has never even ridden in a Rolls-Royce. How could he be some anonymous big shot?

“Kid, it seems that I’ve underestimated you!” While everyone was still wondering about Jonathan’s hidden identity, Preston threw him an icy look and drawled, “I never thought that you’d have a few tricks up your sleeve that even the police chief doesn’t dare interfere in your affairs! But so what? Compared to the York family, you’re still no more than an ant!”

Rhett was a mere police chief, so he truly didn’t take him seriously.

Compared to the York family, what’s an inconsequential police chief?

“In my eyes, the York family is likewise no more than an ant!” Indifference was written all over Jonathan’s face.

Even the four prominent families in Jazona are merely bigger ants in my eyes, not to mention the lone York family!

When Preston saw that, disdain promptly marred his features. “Hah! I hope you can still say that when my grandfather arrives later instead of throwing yourself down before me on your knees and begging me to spare you! If that happens, I’ll be utterly disappointed in you!”

He could seemingly imagine the scene whereby the man would fall to his knees before him like a dog and beg him to spare him after his grandfather arrives in a while.

Regretfully, Jonathan didn’t even spare him a single glance.

so there’s no

by, the entire private room was wholly

that there was only one way things would end once the man arrived—Jonathan would

be told, they were anticipating the show, so much so that they

see how

to the fishes in the Goda River? Or would he be hanged from the roof of Empyrean Palace under the scorching sun

private room, a bang suddenly split the air

a dozen men in black suits

an elderly man with gray hair

head in his hand, and every step he took appeared

him looking so frail that he seemed to have a foot

current patriarch

the one who led the York family into making a name for themselves in Jazona and kept them standing firm throughout the

“Grandpa!”

lit up the moment spotted Hunter, and

 

merely nodded placidly

he noticed the blood all over the man and the bruise on his face that an imperceptible flash of wrath glinted in his eyes. “Who did this

once. “Grandpa, it was him who beat me up! He even said that

kid to walk all over you! You’ve truly embarrassed the York family!” Snorting, Hunter banged the cane in his hand hard. Preston was stricken that he flinched even

reprimand from the man, Preston fell to his knees before him with a thud, not daring to utter a

this grandfather of his was the person

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