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 with the men you sent out? Why aren’t they

about it

whipped out his phone to

employing the lot of you when you’re

petrified that he could

he turned to Timothy and reported, “I can’t reach them, Mr.

If they can’t even manage to capture those two with over three thousand men, they

“Understood, Mr. Turner!”

in black

and the entire

the middle-aged man

Snatching the phone from him, Timothy bellowed into the phone with an icy

I’ll be there very

an unfamiliar voice drifted out of the phone. When

after that sentence, Jonathan thundered, “But I’m

Beep!

man then hung up without waiting for a response from

me?” The latter’s face contorted into a mask of

an eye, the phone

some men to stand guard at the door immediately! If that deadbeat dares to enter, capture him right away!” Timothy roared at

“Understood, Mr. Turner!”

the very moment he stepped out, the deafening

the heels of that, black military trucks

quickly shouted when he saw the fleet

face. Just when he reached the door, the fleet of vehicles screeched to a stop

open with a click, and Jonathan

of the

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