Chapter 323: 323: Not Being a Commoner_1
Legend of Dragon Son-in-law
Comfortable?
Sheridan Isolde just wanted to find a quiet place to rest for a while.
But he knew that was pure wishful thinking.
âSheridan Isolde, do you want to live?â
Julius Reed squatted down and asked softly.
âYes!â
Without any hesitation, Sheridan Isoldeâs head bobbed like a woodpeckerâs.
He wanted desperately to live!
Here in Gonzalez City, surrounded by a bunch of desperados, Sheridan Isolde was truly frightened.
âYou want to live? Thatâs easy.â
With a wave of Julius Reedâs hand, a staff member immediately brought over a chair.
âCall your family, pay the ransom.â
He sat on the chair with one leg crossed over the other, and handed the phone on the bed to Sheridan Isolde.
âThe phone has no signalâ¦â
Sheridan Isolde hadnât finished speaking when he saw the phoneâs signal was restored to full strength.
âBut just nowâ¦â
Though he had taken a few blows to the head from steel pipes, he was not yet delirious.
âAh! Youâre talking about the signal? Naturally, it comes back when I use it. Compose yourself and send a video to your family.â
Julius Reed smiled faintly, but that smile sent a chill down Sheridan Isoldeâs spine.
âOkay!â
Sheridan Isolde swallowed, wiped the blood from his face with his clothes, and nervously initiated a video call.
âSheridan, when are you coming backâ¦â
The voice cut off halfway through.
âSheridan! What happened to your face!â
The voice became tense instantly.
At that moment, Julius Reed nodded.
Whoosh!
Sergei Harris, standing behind Sheridan Isolde, suddenly swung a steel pipe!
Crack!
The phone dropped to the ground.
But the other end of the video clearly saw Sheridan Isolde being hit.
âWho are you people! Release my son now; otherwise, Iâll have you crushed to pieces!â
The person on the other end of the video was obviously angry.
âSorry, Mr. Isolde. Your son is in my hands.â
At a gesture from Julius Reed, staff immediately picked the phone up from the ground.
On the screen, there was an elderly man with glasses, looking exceptionally angry.
âWho are you? I warn you, if you donât release him immediately, Iâm calling the police! You canât handle the consequences!â
The old man was trying hard to stay calm, thinking of stabilizing the people in front of him to ensure Sheridan Isoldeâs safety.
âIâve heard Mr. Isolde has only one son?â
Julius Reedâs face always wore a smile, showing no other emotion.
It was this extreme calm that brought fear to Stanley Isoldeâs heart.
All men have desires, whether for power or women.
As long as there are weaknesses, he can exploit them!
But in the face of Julius Reed, the experienced businessman Stanley Isolde was at a loss.
From the otherâs unchanging smile, he could discern no useful information.
âIndeed! I have only this one son. Today, whatever your terms are, just state them! But one thing is certain; you must ensure my sonâs safety!â
Stanley Isolde took a deep breath and quietly arranged for his wife to mobilize their staff nonchalantly, trying to figure out the location of his son.
âYour son is suspected of murder and is also suspected of kidnapping,â
Julius Reed stepped on Sheridan Isoldeâs face, smiled faintly, and said, âFamily Head Isolde, how much money do you think can settle this?â
âAs long as I can afford it!â
Stanley Isolde said in a deep voice.
He was initially shocked, but then he became incredibly calm.
His son was arrogant and hiring someone to commit murder was not out of his character.
But looking at this youth in front of him, who didnât seem familiar, he shouldnât be a well-known figure. Logically speaking, with bodyguards always by Sheridan Isoldeâs side, he shouldnât have been captured so easily.
âFamily Head, the several bodyguards who follow the young master have all lost contact.â
The butler wrote out this line in front of Stanley Isolde without Julius Reed seeing it.
âYoung man, youâre doing this just for the money. As long as you release Sheridan Isolde, I assure you, you will have enough money, and we can forget this matter. Besides, I wonât call the police.â
The bodyguards who followed Sheridan Isolde were all very formidable, a fact Stanley Isolde was well aware of.
Now that these people had lost contact, it proved that this youth was no ordinary person.
As long as he could rescue Sheridan Isolde, Stanley Isolde could use his connections to quickly freeze accounts and arrange for the Shadow Warrior to wipe out this entire group.
âFamily Head, their address keeps changing, they must have a computer expert. We are unable to locate them,â
Sheridan Isoldeâs mother also wrote out a line of text, placing it in front of Stanley Isolde.
Could it be an organized, premeditated action?
Stanley Isolde immediately thought of his business rivals; only they would be capable of such meticulous planning.
âEveryone always says being a worldly man, greedy for wealth and lust, is the way. However, I wish to be a sage who neither desires money nor power,â
Julius Reed aimed the camera at Sheridan Isolde, smiled, and said, âFamily Head Isolde, tell me, what will it take to release him?â
âDonât go too far!â
Stanley Isoldeâs face darkened, finally showing some anger.
It was clear that these people werenât after money!
âYou kidnap my son, then repeatedly humiliate me; what exactly are you after? No matter how much your employer pays you, I, Stanley Isolde will give you three times that!â
Stanley Isolde slammed the table with a fierce motion: âOtherwise, it will be a fight to the death!â
âDadâ¦â
Upon hearing such harsh words, Sheridan Isolde shuddered inside, âPlease, I beg of you, you must rescue me!â
Now his father was his only hope; as long as he could return alive, Sheridan Isolde swore to take his revenge.
But looking at the current situation, it seemed as though the other party had no intention of releasing him.
âSheridan! Calm down!â
Stanley Isolde roared, looking at Julius Reed on the screen, and asked coldly, âSpeak, what are your conditions?â
He didnât believe that the other party had gone to such lengths and efforts for nothing.
Sheridan Isolde was very valuable, whether it was for money or for threatening the Isolde Family to make concessions in business, it was more practical than murder.
âYour son plotted a murder, and I plan to send him to prison. I know youâre very curious about this place. Now let me tell you, Gonzalez City Shangri-La, if you dare send anyone, the more that come, the more that will die!â
Julius Reed stood up, threw the phone to the ground, âAll life is equal, since he has committed many evils, I shall take him on behalf of Heaven!â
âBastard!â
Sergei Harris, who had been silent, rushed over to take the steel pipe from Sergei Harrisâs hands and viciously struck Sheridan Isolde.
âYou bitch! So itâs you! Ah⦠I was wrong, my lady, spare my life!â
â¦
Ganny Province, Isolde Family Villa.
Crack!
Stanley Isolde fiercely smashed the teacup in front of him into powder.
âContact that old man immediately, as long as he can rescue Sheridan Isolde, the Isolde Family agrees to whatever cost! But on one condition, bring that young man back to me alive!â
âFamily Head, are you sure about this? Once we contact that old man, our Isolde Family may be drawn into a vast conspiracy, and it will be hard to stay uninvolved!â
A young man hesitated.
âMy son has been beaten to that state; if we donât act now, to whom shall I entrust this great family business? My mind is made up, contact the old man immediately, tell him my intentions, the Isolde Family is willing to join the Boulevard League!â
Stanley Isolde closed his eyes slightly, his hands trembling incessantly.