Chapter 513: 513 Quella Radcliffe's Phone Call_1

“Master Davenport, you… have a thing for this widow?”

Beckett Carmichael, who had just smashed up the shop, was in a great mood. His face was covered in dust, but he didn’t mind at all and instead came over to Julius Reed with a sleazy grin and asked.

“No.”

Julius Reed shook his head and said, “After all, you know, a man as outstanding as I am will be liked by countless people wherever I go.”

“Awesome!”

Beckett Carmichael was stunned for a second and then gave a thumbs up.

“But someone like you definitely can’t understand my troubles.”

Julius Reed looked at Beckett Carmichael with a ‘you don’t get it’ expression.

“Master indeed! No joke, I’ve had my eye on that widow before, but she wouldn’t even give me a glance! Ah, let’s not talk about it, old Carmichael, it breaks my heart!”

Beckett Carmichael said with much regret, as if years had passed and he still couldn’t let it go.

“With your abilities, do you really need to go through so much trouble to get a woman?”

Julius Reed asked with some curiosity, “Don’t you like men?”

It was common knowledge that Beckett Carmichael spent a fortune to support Nando Brandon.

A fatso known for liking men, actually liking women too.

“Both! I just go both ways!”

If anyone else had brought this up, they’d likely meet the King of Hell in five minutes, but after Julius Reed said it, Beckett Carmichael just chuckled, whispering, “It was because I was rejected by Itai Huntington that I turned to men.”

“Ah!”

Speaking of a sad story, Beckett Carmichael expressed his regret, “If it wasn’t for the power behind Itai Huntington, I really wish I could’ve…”

Realizing he had misspoken, he quickly slapped himself on the face.

“Master, a slip of the tongue! Please don’t take it to heart. I forgot that she’s your woman…”

“She’s not my woman.”

Julius Reed said with some surprise, “The power behind Itai Huntington?”

This determined widow just had a decent property in Gonzalez City, coupled with her ruthless streak.

Yet, how could this be enough to make Beckett Carmichael wary?

“You don’t know?”

Beckett Carmichael was even more surprised!

He then gave a thumbs up, looking impressed, “Master is a master! Itai Huntington is originally from the capital. It’s said that she has connections with some mysterious and unpredictable major family. But which one exactly, I’m not sure.”

“Huntington, families with the last name Huntington in the capital, you don’t know?”

Julius Reed gave Beckett Carmichael a puzzled look. This fat guy thrived in the capital, yet he didn’t even have a clue about this basic information?

Since it was a major family, it definitely had to be one of a few, and there wouldn’t be many with the last name Huntington.

“Itai Huntington shares her mother’s surname; no one knows who her father is. All I know is that this lady… no, this woman was expelled by her family from the capital, which is why she just married anyone.”

Beckett Carmichael spoke mysteriously, “Maybe it’s not actually a major family, but its mystery is enough to evoke awe. Heh heh, Master, once you’ve had her, won’t everything be clear?”

“Get lost!”

Julius Reed said irritably.

It was hard to imagine that Beckett Carmichael, a boss who looked so authoritative, would turn out to be such a sleazy fatso in private.

Indeed, one should never judge a book by its cover.

“Heh, but seriously, Master, since you’ve offended young Odingle, why not come back with me to the capital to lay low for a while? If the powers behind him really take action, it will be a nuisance for you!”

Beckett Carmichael’s expression returned to a serious one, completely devoid of the playfulness he had shown earlier.

“That, I’ll try to sort out.”

He did, after all, have immense influence in the capital and might not be at a disadvantage against those Western conglomerates.

“No worries, I’m in Gonzalez City. If one comes, I’ll kill one.”

Julius Reed seemed completely indifferent.

Ding-ding-ding!

Just at that moment, his phone suddenly rang.

Seeing Quella Radcliffe as the caller, Julius Reed’s heart clenched tightly.

Could something have happened?

“Honey, what’s wrong?”

Julius Reed asked aloud.

“Dempsey Davenport is missing! Cosmo and I just went to her place. The house was a mess, even the door wasn’t locked. I’m worried about Dempsey…”

As she spoke, Quella Radcliffe seemed to suddenly remember something, “That’s right. She sent me a WeChat message, but it was retracted. I didn’t see what it was, but nobody answered when I called after receiving the message, and there was nobody at her place either!”

“Don’t panic!”

Julius Reed said to comfort her, “You head back home first, I will immediately contact Aron Jackson. If there’s any news, I will tell you straight away.”

“Okay, could Dempsey…”

“No. If anyone dares to touch her, I’ll kill them.”

After finishing that sentence, Julius Reed’s aura surged violently.

“Master, is there any trouble?”

Beckett Carmichael sensed that something was amiss and hurriedly asked.

“It’s nothing, just take care of Nando Brandon’s matter for me, and that’s better than anything else. I need to leave for a while. We’ll talk tomorrow if there’s anything.”

Julius Reed glanced at Beckett Carmichael, then turned and leapt up, vanishing on the spot.

“Oh my… What a master.”

Beckett Carmichael looked around, but Julius Reed had disappeared without a trace.

“Big bro, that was so satisfying! What do we do with those two guys in the house?”

His underlings, carrying steel pipes, ran out of the Northern restaurant, all sweat-drenched but excited.

“Just dump them. Their fate is up to them now!”

Beckett Carmichael waved his hand dismissively, got into the car with his men, and headed towards the hotel they were staying at.

Meanwhile.

On the Gonzalez City Ring Road Highway.

“Dempsey Davenport, I told you, you would pay the price!”

Inside a Mercedes, Dempsey Davenport was bound tightly, sitting in the back seat.

On either side of her sat two men in suits.

Despite it being night, they were still wearing sunglasses.

“You all are not human! You’re beasts!”

Dempsey Davenport screamed angrily, “You will regret this! When he gets his hands on me, it won’t be me, it’ll be my corpse!”

“Your corpse? Sorry, we don’t care whether you’re dead or alive. If you die, no problem, your mother will be buried with you.”

Pier Davenport sat in the passenger seat, speaking indifferently, “You might as well try and see what the Family Head thinks.”

“You…”

When her mother was mentioned, Dempsey Davenport’s gaze started to lose its luster.

She yielded.

“Heh, what’s this? Not going through with it? Dempsey Davenport, you, a woman born out of wedlock, still thinking of opposing the family? Give up!”

Pier Davenport sneered contemptuously, “If it wasn’t for your fairly decent appearance, do you think the Leocadia Family would be interested in you? Now that you’ve enjoyed the benefits of the Davenport Family for over a decade, it’s time to repay your debt!”

Approaching the toll station, the car’s speed began to slow down.

“Head straight to the airport, let’s hurry back overnight! While Old Master Leocadia is still alive, let’s handle this matter in the name of bringing him joy!”

Pier Davenport looked at his watch and said casually, “After this is done, you’ll all be heroes!”

“What’s going on? Why are we stopping?”

The car left the toll booth and then came to a slow stop.