Chapter 411

Isn’t this biased? Shouldn’t I get as much since I’m the one who landed those projects? Zeke scolded in his head.

“I object!” Zeke took a deep breath and said.

“Come on, why do you care about the money when Lacey is already yours?” Dawn laughed.

“You’re right...” Zeke slapped his own forehead.

“How many times do I have to tell you that I’m not your girlfriend until you do that!?” Lacey scolded.

Zeke’s head ached again.

What the heck does she want me to do? Women...

Jason Andrews was brought to an abandoned factory. He was about to piss his pants when he realized there wasn’t a single soul in the vicinity.

It was the perfect place to kill and dump a body.

Zeke Williams! I was only trying to get your girl! Do you really have to kill me?

Feeling threatened, Jason collapsed and cried, “Zeke, I’m sorry! Please forgive me! I can give you anything you want! Just spare me...”

“Useless!” A deep voice sounded from outside.

Jason quickly turned towards the direction of the voice.

A man donning a mask walked in. Despite having half of his face covered under the mask, his stare was harsh enough to choke Jason.

Jason could immediately tell that the man in front of him was someone of important status.

Upon realizing that it was most likely not Zeke who kidnapped him, Jason quickly begged, “Sir, we don’t seem to know each other. Why did you kidnap me?”

“Kidnap you? No. I’m here to help you.”

“Help me? How?”

“It’s simple,” the man replied. “You have a beef with Zeke and so do I. So that makes us friends.”

“So, you want to help me get rid of Zeke?”

The man answered with a nod.

Yet, Jason smiled bitterly. “But Zeke has the support of both the business world and the mafia. I don’t think we can take him on with just your help alone.”

“I do admit that he’s influential, but there’s no way he can run away from what I have in store for him.”

“Oh? What are you planning?” Jason asked curiously.

“Have you ever heard of pancreatic cancer?”

“Pancreatic cancer? What does it have to do with this?”

“The pancreatic cancer is one of the illness with the highest fatality, with only 3% of the patients ever getting cured. But I heard that there’s a doctor out there that could raise the probability to 50%.”

“And?” Jason was even more confused.

The man leaned in and whispered to Jason.

“Amazing! What an amazing plan! If we pull this off, Zeke will definitely perish! Alright, I’ll work with you!” Jason then exclaimed.

“Good. I’ll wait for your good news,” the man nodded.

Jason quickly left and the man finally took off his mask.

He was none other than Logan Hugh.

Logan stared as Jason left and smiled cunningly. “Got to hell, Zeke! Don’t worry. I’ll take good care of your family!”

Logan then turned to his underling. “What’s the situation with Robert?”

“He has been consulting renowned doctors and trying all sorts of medical procedures to cure his cancer.”

“Good,” Logan smiled at the thought that his plan was going smoothly.

He couldn’t wait to see the scene he anticipated unfold before his eyes.