With just one reply, Pierce's life was decisively sold by Thomas.
The former had a face full of shock, shaking his head and constantly switching between Thomas and Victor, but what greeted him was Victor's fist as big as a sandbag.
Ah~~!
He was knocked over with a punch, his nosebleeds spurted out, and there were stars in his eyes.
Under Victor's crazy attack, Pierce's counterattack was quite weak.
Last time, he was beaten by Victor and was no match for him.
This time too, Victor vented all his anger on this idiot cousin.
"You're messing with me behind my back, right?!"
"It's disgusting, isn't it!?"
"You covet the family property, right?"
After beating him until he couldn't get up, he was kicked hard one after another. The ground was already stained with blood, mixed with Pierce's vomit, and the smell was so pervasive that even the onlookers' bodyguards couldn't help but cover their noses. p>
Thomas sat on the chair without any expression, his face was very serious, and he lit cigars one after another.
It wasn't until Pierce was dying that Victor felt tired. He took off his coat, untied his tie, panted and collapsed on the ground, looking as if he had finished venting.
"Phew~! Okay... I've had enough fighting... Phew!"
Thomas's expression was still serious, because he knew that Victor was holding his hand, not just to beat Pierce up.
As expected, Victor picked up the agreement, unfolded it and stood it up in front of Thomas, and said with a smile: "The loan agreement between the Damon family and Cornwall Company is in two copies. Is this your share?"
Thomas nodded slightly while holding back his resentment.
"Is there anything else?" Victor pretended to glance at the content of the agreement again, pointing to the handprint on the painting and said, "Is this the handprint of my grandfather or father at that time?"
"There is nothing else. This is the only one that has been fingerprinted. The additional clauses were added by me alone later..." Thomas shook the cigarette ashes on the clean table.
"Thank you for your generosity! Mr. Thomas!"
With a smile on his face, Victor tore up the agreement in half in front of Thomas.
"Oops!"
He is like an actor, acting coyly.
"I accidentally tore it, what should I do?"
Thomas was disgusted by Victor's performance. He gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "Tear it apart, Victor Damon! Your family is free now, be satisfied!"
Victor used his fake smile to its full potential on this occasion.
He tore up the rest of the agreement, snatched the cigar from Thomas' hand with a sneer on his nose, and lit a pile of scraps of paper on fire in front of his face.
There are estimated to be ten thousand thoughts in Thomas' mind to cut him into pieces, but the other party has mastered his dark history. Once exposed to the police, he will bear a heavy price. The glorious business empire in the past will soon be destroyed.
It went to waste with the intervention of the federal government.
Wait a moment...
When his son is rescued, he will have time to deal with this brat!
When Augusta is solved, he must get rid of the things in the mine!
It’s watertight and clean, leaving no clues to the Inspection Bureau!
That’s when!
You!
Victor!
I'm going to drink wine with your skull!
His heart was filled with rage, but there was more to Thomas than that.
Because Victor's request was not over yet, he spoke again.
"Give me 40,000 francs..."
As soon as these words were spoken, Thomas froze on the spot, and the bodyguards and thugs around him couldn't help but burst into an uproar.
Forty thousand Faka...
This is not a small amount!
He is completely comparable to the entire net worth of some nobles in the Western Continent.
However, Victor had a good reason for wanting the money. He put his face in front of Thomas, and his originally cheerful expression turned cold instantly.
"With the rebate of two thousand francs a year, you have been devouring our Daimon family for no less than twenty years. We all know the circumstances under which this overlord agreement was signed. There is an old saying in my hometown: Sooner or later, if you come out to mess around, you will be
I have to pay it back. What I want to take away from you is the part I deserve. If you don’t believe me, you can do the math!”
"You can't take this money away at all!" Thomas slapped the table and stood up, "You brat, do you know what forty thousand farka is? Just with your broken box? It can't even be filled if it's full.
You want to get a convertible and drive it to the middle of the wilderness, but the result is that you will be robbed and robbed by gangsters on the way!"
"Come on!" Victor casually pulled up a stool and sat down, then raised his legs and put them on the long table. "Perhaps the bank was born to cope with such moments. My dear Mr. Thomas, you only need to give me
Just write a check signed by yourself."
As soon as he finished speaking, Victor suddenly remembered something and felt that this was still not safe, because Thomas could find out his whereabouts based on the bank's withdrawal records, so he changed his approach: "No, no, I changed my mind, you write four
Give me a check for 10,000 francs. I want it from a different bank."
The air seemed to be frozen, and Thomas cut off the cigar hard. It was very difficult to endure Victor's request to press his nose and face.
But as long as he orders to fire, it will be the result of both death.
Thomas is very aware of his current situation, and he has faced many dilemmas in his life, but he has resolved them all.
Summarizing his past experience, Thomas has come to the conclusion that time is the clarion call for counterattack, and all the suffering he has suffered before is to accumulate strength.
In his eyes, Victor now occupies a temporary advantage, like a proud little rooster, showing off his wings unscrupulously, but little does he know that in the end, the poultry will still be the owner's meal.
"Bring me a blank check..."
Thomas lost his voice, and the servants behind him all expressed surprise.
After receiving four checks with a denomination of 10,000 francs, Victor kissed them hard twice, and then bowed to everyone in a pretentious manner, like a dramatic actor exiting the stage.
……
After receiving the money, the young manor owner walked out of the mansion proudly.
The box full of banknotes was still in front of Thomas and was not taken away by him.
Regarding this, Victor actually said that he was fulfilling the agreement. After all, the last delivery before the agreement was torn up was still needed, and this would not be affected, thus proving that he was a trustworthy person.
In fact, in Thomas' view, this is simply humiliating.
The big head has been obtained, will the other party still care about this little money?
It’s too heavy to mention, he’s just showing off his victory!
Someone suggested that Thomas intercept Victor halfway, but Thomas thought about the "acquaintance" arranged by the other party, and finally restrained himself and did not take action.
The servants began to clean up the mess, swept away the cigarette ashes, arranged the benches in an orderly manner, and dragged the dying but not dead Pierce to be bandaged.
The wealthy chaebol was still angry, so he ordered his servants to open a bottle of wine for him to calm down. But before the waiter could bring the wine, someone suddenly broke into the hall and brought Thomas shocking news.
After listening to the other party's report, he immediately felt so angry that his heart and brain blood vessels seemed to be blocked, and he almost went into shock.
He collapsed weakly on the chair, his eyes filled with bloodshot eyes, staring at the pale ceiling.
This news is so regrettable. It completely wipes out Thomas's last hope. It is even more desperate than Victor's pressing step by step just now. It is so desperate that the wealthy man almost vomited blood and died!