Chapter 3 Mafia

Meanwhile, in the Maybach, Willian tried to start the engine but to no avail. A wave of helplessness washed over him when he saw the group of pipe-wielding gangsters outside the car. One of the gangsters tapped the driver's window with his pipe and grinned. “Come out and have a chat with us, Mr. Sullivan.” Disregarding Josephine's objections, William calmly got out of the car. However, just as he was about to close the door behind him, a steel pipe stopped him dead in his tracks. “Please come out, too, Ms. Sullivan!” “Whatever requests you have, you can just tell me,” William said without skipping a beat. In all honesty, he didn't think the gangsters would harm him or his daughter. Since they knew his identity and had intentionally set up a roadblock, it could only mean that they were after his money. After all, as the wealthiest man in Horington, he had plenty of cash to spare! The leader of the gangsters glanced at William. “We've heard that Ms. Sullivan is the most beautiful woman in Horington, so my buddies and I would like to see her in person today,” he replied flatly. “What's the matter? Do I have to get her out of the car myself?” William felt his anger building, but thankfully, he quickly suppressed it. By then, Josephine had also stepped out of the car and glared at the gangsters as she held her father's arm. “So this is Ms. Sullivan, huh? You sure are as gorgeous as they say!” “Her boobs are huge. I'm sure they'd be amazing to touch!” “If I can have my way with a woman like that for just a day, I wouldn't mind even if it cost me ten years of my life!” The men continued chattering, not once taking their eyes off Josephine as they looked her up and down lustfully. After hearing the vulgar remarks, Josephine boiled with rage. As the daughter of the wealthiest man, she had grown up surrounded by praise and flattery, so those filthy and uncouth ramblings were simply unheard of. Argh! How I wish I could give everyone here a tight slap! Sadly, I know this isn't the time and place for it. I'm at their mercy now... Having sensed that something was amiss, William hastily spoke up. “How much money do you guys want? As long as you let us go, I'll get my assistant to transfer the amount to you!” At that point, William would've agreed to any sum of money the gangsters asked for. He knew better than anyone else that the only way he and his daughter could leave safely was if he complied with their demands. To his surprise, the leader of the gangsters suddenly burst out laughing. “Hahaha... You're too kind, Mr. Sullivan. Someone has already paid for you, though.” “What?” William muttered. “The gentleman who paid us finds you a hindrance, so he wants us to help him get rid of you!” William's gaze instantly darkened as he was no longer able to maintain his composure. “Don't worry, Mr. Sullivan. It'd be a waste to kill someone as beautiful as your daughter, so we'll just kill you today. Rest assured that my buddies will take good care of her,” the leader continued. Upon hearing that, Josephine turned pale and instinctively shrunk away. No... I'd rather take my own life than land in their hands! William, too, felt an overwhelming sense of despair. He had never expected the Scott family to be so vicious, even going to the extent of engaging the mafia to finish him off. Of course, he had also more or less figured out the identity of the individuals before him. Hmph. The only ones who can remain indifferent to my monetary offer are the ruthless gangsters from Horington... On top of that, the only people who are competing with me and can pull strings with the mafia are the Scotts! The leader let out a cold chuckle and was about to order his subordinates to capture the Sullivans when Jared suddenly shouted, “Do you need my help now, Mr. Sullivan?” With that, the gangsters immediately turned their attention to him. “Who's this punk?” The men had noticed Jared's presence right from the start, but because of his shabby get-up, they didn't think he was associated with William. To them, the young man was merely an unfortunate passer-by. As soon as they had dealt with William and Josephine, they would have disposed of Jared without batting an eyelid. William, however, didn't understand what Jared meant. The latter grinned. “As a thank you for giving me water and a ride home later, how about I help you deal with these people?” In an instant, silence befell the crowd. Everyone felt that Jared was a raving lunatic. Had he not realized the situation he was in? Was it an appropriate time for him to brag? William chuckled bitterly. “If you really can get rid of them, I'll give you anything you want, even if it's my entire fortune!” Naturally, he had only said that in jest. After all, he didn't think Jared could help him in any way. “I don't need that much,” Jared said with a wave of his hand. “You can just send me home.” The leader of the gangsters let out an incredulous laugh. “Send you home? I'll send you to your maker right now!” After saying that, he shot a look at a subordinate standing behind Jared. Having understood the leader's intention, the subordinate raised his steel pipe and brought it down toward Jared's head at full force. Haha! This strike will undoubtedly crack open the arrogant punk's head like a watermelon. It'd be such a wondrous sight when his blood and brain gush out! Bang! The steel pipe smashed onto Jared's arm, and a dull metallic thud instantly rang out. To everyone's surprise, however, Jared's arm was unhurt. The steel pipe, on the other hand, was bent!