The Son-In-Law Shot To Fame Chapter 354

liearing that Adrian and Jeremiah, who had been through a lot, had goosebumps all over their bodies It was because they could tell that Sumon feared Tristan so much from his tone alone Moreover, he sounded as though Tristan was an clite wamor.

The latter had to be an extremely powerful person, as he could make someone like Sumon pledge allegiance to him Therefore, the fishbowl and the fish were truly priceless!

“Mr Cook, as the manager of Yund Group, please tell me if there’s anything I can do to turn this situation around,” Adnan said respectfully. “I’m willing to pay any amount of money for it!”

Simon let out a sigh. “You dont get it. If things can be solved by moncy, I won’show up here”

He continued. That fish is Mr. Lanc’s favorite lofcn saw him talking to the fish, so he must have loved it.

However, it’s dead now, and I’ll have to report to Mr. Lane about what has happened. Hence–

“Mr. Cook. it’s all his fault. He’s the one who did it!” Mason was so petrified that he almost wet his pants.

Though Simon talked nonchalantly, anyone could make out the murderous intent in his tone As such, Mason decided to put the blame on Donald.

“That’s right. He’s the one who did it! Mr. Cook, you have to investigate the matter carefully!” Jeremiah chimed in.

Al that moment, Donald was crouching and staring at the barely breathing Arapaima fish with a thoughıful expression.

Upon hcanng those words, Simon looked in Donald’s direction. Then, he commanded slowly “Lift your head up.”

Donald dui as he was told and met Simon’s gaze Secing that he was a young man, Simon smiled, losing interest in talking with Donald.

Turning around, he looked at Adrian and Jeremiah. Slowly, he stated, “Thirty million, and I’ll get this solved for you guys.”

Adrian was stunned. “How do you plan to get it solved?”

Simon pointed at Donald iminediately. “He did it.”

Then, he waved his hand. “Danny, are the surveillance cameras turned off?”

A security guard responded, “Yes.”

Everyone was confused when they heard him, not understanding what that meant.

“Give me thirty million, and he’s the one who smashed the fishbowl!” uttered Simon.

Adrian and Jeremiah exchanged glances before the former asked, “Mr. Cook, is twenty million fine?”

Simon mulled over it for a while before replying, “Sure!”

He then turned in Donald’s direction again, looking down at the latter arrogantly.

Stand up.”

A hint of sarcasm crept across the corner of Donald’s lips. Slowly getting to his feet, he kicked the Arapaima fish. “Hey, what do you suggest to make this fish into a delicious dish?”

What the hell? This young brat!

Delighted, Mason suppressed his urge to hop with joy.

Looking frigid, Simon questioned, “Young brat, are you not aware of what is going on now?”

Donald replied, “The surveillance cameras have recorded everything. I didn’t smash the fishbowl, did I?”

“This is Grand Myer Hotel.” Simon chuckled. “If I say you did it, then you did it.”

With that said, he turned to speak to another security guard. “Turn on the surveillance cameras again.”

Then, he swept a glance at everyone at the site. He pointed at an elderly from the Stern family first.

“Come, tell me, who smashed the fishbowl?”

Without any hesitation, the elderly replied, “Donald.”

“Good. You may sit down. What about you?” Simon pointed at another person’this time. “Who smashed the fishbowl?”

“Donald did.”

Soon, he had already asked every single person there and finally came to Linda. “Miss, your answer, please.”

Linda rose to her feet and said without hesitation, “Donald is the one who smashed “Yeah, I saw Donald smash the fishbowl with my own eyes,” Kevin concurred. “He also stained the famous painting!”

Skylar chimed in, “It has to be Donald. Who else would do that if not him?”