Chapter 325
Kayson looked toward Shamaine and asked, âWhich university are you attending now?â Shamaine
answered shakily, âL... I go to Skyspring University..."
Kayson did not question further while Bo recognized Frederick. He could not refrain himself from
saying, âKayson, this is the heir of the North Fann Group, right?â
Kayson was unbothered. âAh, that is possible. I heard that his father is one of the wealthiest tycoons
in Northspring?â
Finnick's chest tightened as he said, âKayson, the North Fann Group is not a small company, but it is
considered quite famous even in the whole of Skyriv.
"Moreover, the company is involved in many industries. Frederick is Mr. Fann's favorite son, and
you're treating his son in this manner... âI'm afraid that Mr. Fann won't let you off easily after how
you treat his son. It's going to be hard for you to leave Northspring!â Kayson was indifferent. âI
would like to seek guidance from his father then.â Finnick and Bo exchanged glances, and they
could not figure out what tricks Kayson had up his sleeve.
Frederick recognized Finnick too and said, âMr. Sullivan, make him free me, quickly. I'm certain that
my father has found out by now, and he will surely come for him!
âIt will be too late by the time my father gets here!â Finnich shook his head. âIt would be best for
your father to come and solve this problem for
you.â
Even the chairman of the North Fann Group would not have the courage to easily offend a man
capable of killing Fernando, right?
Frederick's face turned green with rage upon hearing that. âFinnick, you don't know what's good for
yourself! I'm going to make my father punish you later for sure!â The crowd of people ignored the
couple and continued to feast. More than an hour passed before Jonah heard a voice in his
earpiece. His expression changed drastically soon afterward.
He leaned over and said, âMr. Yarde, Mr. Fann is here.â
Kayson nodded. Bo and Finnick's expressions were rather solemn.
It did not take long before a middle-aged man with graying sideburns dressed in a black suit walked
into the room. He exuded a steady aura.
The sight of his father immediately overjoyed Frederick âFather!â However, Mr. Fann, rumored to be
a man not to be trifled with, actually kicked his son.
âYou good-for-nothing!â snarled Mr. Fann before walking forward and giving a few more kicks to
Frederick
He scolded more as he kicked, âYou incompetent piece of sh*t! âWhat else can you do other than
fooling around with women? âYou useless piece of sh*t. I'd be better off raising a dog than you!â
After venting his anger, Mr. Fann took a napkin from his subordinate, wiped his hands, and tidied up
his outfit. Then, he made his way to Kayson and bowed down ever so slightly. He said in a polite
tone,â I'm Herman Fann. I'm sorry that my defiant son didnât know any better and offended you, Mr.
Yarde. I hope you won't make a fuss with a child.â As he was speaking, his subordinate presented a
debit card from the side. âThere's $15,000,000 in the card for you to soothe your anger with a few
bottles of water. What do you think?â
Kayson did not accept it. Instead, he glanced at Frederick and said casually, âYou seem like someone
with a good sense of propriety, Mr. Fann. That beating earlier looked to be very merciless.
âIn truth, you didnât hurt your son at any point. I did not expect you to love your son so much, Mr.
Fann."
Herman's expression was solemn. Soon afterward, he heaved a sigh and said, âThis is the only son
I've got, Mr. Yarde. No matter how useless he is, I can't really kill him, can I? âName a price, Mr.
Yarde. I will pay to atone for my son's sins.â Kayson said indifferently, âHow much do you think your
son's life is worth, Mr. Fann?â Herman fell silent. âHow am I supposed to answer that? Any answer I
give is a wrong answer.â Kayson did not make things difficult for him either. He said nonchalantly,
âUncle Finnick is in the fashion industry, and I heard you have a wide business venture. I wonder if
you're involved with this industry?â Finnickâs pupils constricted abruptly while his heart started
racing! Herman kept quiet for a short moment before he said, âYes, I do.â Kayson nodded. âIt'd be
the best if your company didn't get involved with the fashion industry from now on.â