Chapter 193 What A Bunch Of Useless Creatures

In an old warehouse in Jazona, those abducted from the Smith mansion were all kneeling on the ground. Even Connor and Margaret were there.

All of them were bound and blindfolded, trembling violently in a dark corner.

Meanwhile, a thousand Divine Dragon Guards armed with lethal weapons stood guard over the entrance. The security was so tight not even a fly could enter.

When a bright light shone on every single member of the Smith family, they cowered in the corner, quaking yet not daring to budge an inch.

It was not until someone ripped the black cloths from their eyes did Hugo recognized Timothy, who was sitting in the middle of the warehouse, at a single glance.

“Mr. Turner?”

The moment he caught sight of the man, shock crept onto his features.

Hadn’t he just allowed us to leave the Turner residence a while ago? Why did he capture us back now?

“Hmm?”

At the sound of his voice, Timothy glanced at him placidly.

When Hugo glimpsed the look in his eyes, he could not help asking, “What is the meaning of this, Mr. Turner? Didn’t you let us go earlier? Why have you captured us now?”

“Why, do you have an objection to that?” Timothy eyed him coldly, curling his lips. “It’s my prerogative to capture or set you free. Or was I supposed to inform you before I did so?”

Hugo hastily explained, “No, Mr. Turner! That wasn’t what I—”

Before he could finish his sentence, Timothy cut him off. “In that case, shut your mouth!”

At his reprimand, Hugo was instantly terrified to the point that he dared not utter another word.

of Josephine, he

“What’s going on

about it right

middle-aged man promptly whipped out his

the lot of you when you’re spending eons just to capture a worthless piece of

so petrified that he could not offer

Timothy and reported, “I can’t

can’t even manage to capture those two

“Understood, Mr. Turner!”

in black took

by, and the entire warehouse was

thin, the middle-aged man abruptly cried out, “I managed to reach them, Mr.

from him, Timothy bellowed into the phone with an icy expression on his face, “Where are you now? Have you captured that useless

be there very

drifted out of the phone. When Timothy heard that voice, his expression

sentence, Jonathan thundered, “But I’m not

Beep!

up without waiting for a response from

of trash hang up on me?” The latter’s face contorted into a mask of fury

the blink of an eye, the

immediately! If that deadbeat dares to enter,

“Understood, Mr. Turner!”

very moment he stepped out, the

the heels of that, black military trucks and jeeps appeared in

quickly shouted when he saw the

blanketing his face. Just when he reached the door, the fleet

with a click,

as he got out of the vehicle, thousands of soldiers surrounded

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