Chapter 143: Chapter 143

Chapter 143 Nathan Cross knew that Penny Smith was just being worried for him, and warmth surged in his heart. “Fine then. Stay close to me and don’t be reckless.”

“Yes, Sir!” Penny Smith said while she grasped his hand tightly.

The two of them exited the house after asking Benson and Leah Smith to tuck Queenie Smith in bed.

Just as they stepped out of the neighborhood, three Jeeps swooped in and stopped right before them. It was Colin Dunne and the Elite Eight.

“Good evening, Sir, Madam!”

Colin Dunne and the Elite Eight saluted at Penny Smith.

Penny Smith could feel herself turn red from embarrassment. “Nice to meet all of you,” she said with a polite nod.

She gave Nathan Cross a confused look after that.

Why were those people addressing Nathan Cross as ‘Sir‘ just like Thomas Dunn? she asked with her eyes.

Nathan Cross smiled. “I used to be a platoon sergeant in the army, and they were my soldiers.”

“I may have retired but they haven’t, so I called them over to help us rescue Uncle.”

Penny Smith immediately turned to the others and thanked them profusely.

“Let’s not waste anymore time. We should get going,” Nathan Cross said.

They got onto the Jeeps and sped off in the direction of the Eastern suburbs.

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Meanwhile, at an abandoned building in the suburb...

Ponytail and his men hauled Samuel Smith into the building.

There were a few more people were waiting inside..

The lead person was tall, and he had a square face, deep-set eyes, and high cheekbones. The air around him was filled with bloodlust. He was no other than the lord of the Arcvale underground, Jon Xander.

Samuel Smith stared at Jon Xander in fear. “Who are you? Why did you take me here?”

“It doesn’t matter who I am. What matters is that you betrayed the Young Master despite pledging your loyalty to the Zabinskis,”

Jon Xander said coolly.

Samuel Smith could tell that Jon Xander had some kind of connection to the Zabinski family.

“I’m not involved in the plot against Mr. Jerry!” Samuel Smith said, trying to weasel his way out.

Jon Xander only smirked. “I don’t think so. Even the Old Master thinks that it’s got something to do with you, since it happened at your house.”

Samuel Smith began to tremble. “It’s really not my fault! Nathan Cross barged into my house and beat up Mr. Jerry. Please let me go!” he sobbed.

Jon Xander watched as Samuel Smith pleaded for mercy on his knees, before bending down to pat his cheeks. “Don’t worry. T-

Rex is dead, so it’s time for you to die as well,” he said coldly.

“As for Nathan Cross and Thomas Dunn, they’re not going anywhere too.”

“Anyone who was involved in this case must die. That’s the order from the Old Master.”

Samuel Smith’s eyes sank into despair.

Jon Xander turned around and walked away with his men, but not before giving more orders to Ponytail. “Don’t give him the easy way out. Mr. Zabinski wants him to suffer.”

“Yes, Sir!” Ponytail said.

After Jon Xander left with his bodyguards, the only people left in the building were Ponytail, his men, and Samuel Smith, who had lost all hope by then.

Ponytail pulled out his gun and gave Samuel Smith a twisted grin. “Set up a camera. I want Mr. Zabinski and the Young Master to witness his death later on,” he told his men.

His men did as they were told, they set up cameras from various angles while sneering at Samuel Smith. “Hey, since you’re going to die soon, why not smile at the camera?”

Samuel Smith crawled to Ponytail’s feet in desperation. “Mr. Ponytail, please let me go! If you do, I’ll give you as much money as you want. I can give you my niece Penny Smith as well, she’s really pretty...” he pleaded while he sobbed.