Chapter 146
Summon Of The Sword
About ten or more fully suited men in black marched in with sunglasses on.
They looked formidable and intimidating.
After they had entered, they split themselves into two rows immediately, as if they were waiting to welcome a certain VIP.
The government officer who was interrogating Sean Lennon frowned and barked.
âWho are you?â
âHmph!â
A huff was heard from outside the door.
Immediately, a crisp clack sound of high heels walking on the ground was heard before anyone could be seen.
An aboutâthirtyâyearâold lady walked in from the outside.
She wore lots of jewelry and was donned in luxurious branded articles of clothing.
Her style was also on the more provocative side as she sported a deep V top, looking extremely sexy.
âMadam Yates? Youâre here too?â
The government officer asked.
âHah! My husband was cruelly murdered. Of course Iâd want to see who the murderer is!â
Joey Yates huffed coldly once more, arrogance evident on her face.
Sean glanced at Joey and instantly understood what was going on.
This woman should be Charles Christianâs woman.
Even though Charles was dead, Sean did not see an ounce of sorrow or sadness on her face.
The government officer paused, and then explained.
âMadam Yates, Iâm still in the middle of an interrogation.â
He looked like he was going to follow protocol to the letter.
âThatâs him?
âHe killed Charles?â
Joeyâs eyes swept around and saw Sean seated in his wheelchair.
âAccording to an eyewitness, he was seen leaving Excel Casino last night.
âThe time when he left was exactly Charlesâ time of death.â
The government officer nodded and barked out an order towards the outside.
Right after that, two employees brought a young man in.
Sean recognized him instantly when he glanced at him.
This was the young man that was waiting outside of Excel Casino yesterday. The exact same young man that was briefly acquainted with him.
Sean did not see any sense of nervousness on this young manâs face.
âSorry, bro!
âSomeone saw us talkingâ¦â
When the young man saw Sean, a cloud of guilt appeared on his face.
There was evident proof that was placed before him, forcing him to rat Sean out.
âWhat nonsense? Sit down!â
The person beside him roared as he pressed the young man into the chair.
âYou killed my man!
âIâll pummel you to death!â
Abruptly, Joey shot up in a frenzy as she pounced at Sean.
âCalm down, Madam Yatesâ¦â
The two government employees halfâheartedly pulled Joey back before releasing her immediately.
Joey was relentless as she pounced at Sean with her hand high up in the air, wanting to slap Sean.
âSlap!â
A resounding slap rang in the room.
Before anyone could react, everyone saw Joey stumbling back uncontrollably.
âPlop!â
Joey fell onto the ground, her deep V of a blouse jiggled and moved, exposing some things that were not meant to be seen.
However, no one paid any attention to that, since they were all staring at Joeyâs face.
There was an increasingly clear handprint emerging on the left side of her face.
Everyone in the room had their eyes bulged out in shock.
What happened?!
Wasnât Joey the one that was about to slap Sean?
Why was the handprint on Joeyâs face instead?
Did this crippleâ¦
As the crowd turned their heads in confusion, they managed to catch Sean as he slowly retracted his hand and tidied up his sleeve.
âIn my eyes, thereâs no such thing as male or female.
âIf women were the ones who were looking for trouble, Iâll slap them with no mercy shown.â
Seanâs voice was cold and aloof.
âYou! How dare you slap me!
âIâll make sure you die! Iâll make sure you die!â
After being stunned on the ground for a while, Joey finally came back to her senses as she cradled her cheek and yelled pointedly at Sean.
âAttack! Finish him!â
At the sound of Joeyâs order, ten or more burly men in black marched forward.
âDonât move! Madam Yates, calm down!
âYou canât do things this way!â
A middleâaged man helped Joey up as he signaled at her with his eyes.
This place was still a government facility, so they could not do things so brazenly.
However, since they have made it to this place, did they not already have the final say?
Citizens were no match for the rich, but the rich would not offend the ones with power.
With an ordinary citizen like Sean Lennon, all they had to do was wiggle their fingers and they could send him down the fiery pits of hell!
Joey gritted her teeth as she slowly got up.
âA mere cripple! Iâll stand here and watch how youâd die!â
Joey huffed once again as she took a seat at the side.
Sean Lennon with no background support was a mere gnat. Even if he had background support, so what?
No one was clearer than Joey on how vast Charlesâ networking was and how far it had come throughout the years.
Even if Charles was not around, all she had to do was to pay a little sum of money, and these people would trip over themselves to help her!
That was why she was waiting to see how Sean would be tormented to death.
âSpit it out.
âI still have to pick my wife up from work.
Seanâs face was calm as he glanced at the clock.
âHahaâ¦â
A cruel smile appeared on Joeyâs face.
Sean would never be able to pick his wife up again in this life!
In Joeyâs heart, Sean was already dead, since she had already prepared a hundred thousand ways for him to die.
How dare he slap her?
Did he really not know how what it means to die?