Domineering Lover novel Chapter 1015

Joshua went to Jamar for protection. He embellished the whole story, describing Caesar as an unreasonable troublemaker. Yet he never said a word about the evil he had done.

"What? How dare he bully my man! I'm gonna kick his stupid ass!"

"I know! Mr. Goff, he doesn't give a sh*t about you. We should go after him."

"What's his name?"

"Well, he just said he was Mr. Peterson. He must be afraid to say his full name. What a coward..."

Before he finished speaking, Jamar's face had changed. "He's Mr. Peterson?"

"Yes. Mr. Goff, do you know him? He said he wanted to see you."

"D*mn it, why didn't you say it earlier? You stupid jerk, you're gonna get me killed. I have to go."

"Mr. Goff, why are you so scared? Who on earth is Mr. Peterson?"

"Let me tell you one thing. There's not a man in the whole mob who wouldn't listen to him. I stole some of his cargo earlier, and I thought he didn't know! Looks like he's not gonna let me go. I'm out

of here."

Jamar's face turned livid. He wished he could fly away now.

Before he could leave, his man came in. "Mr. Goff, there is a man called Mr. Peterson waiting for you outside."

"Sh*t, how did he get here so fast? I'm so going down." Jamar was desperate.

Seeing this, Joshua was totally freaking out. If Mr. Goff was doomed, so was he.

Why was Rose's boyfriend such a big shot?? It was too late for him to regret it now.

"Come with me to meet Mr. Peterson."

"Yes."

Caesar saw a man with a long scar on his right face. He should be Jamar.

Caesar kept a low profile. Although many people have heard of him, few have actually seen him.

When Jamar saw Caesar, he was just like a mouse seeing a cat.

"Mr. Peterson, what brings you here? I never thought you would be so young. Come on, have a seat."

Caesar followed him to into the house and sat down on the sofa casually.

Jamar bent over and handed him a cigar. "Try this, Mr. Peterson."

Caesar folded his legs but did not take Jamar's cigar. Instead, he took out his cigarette box.

Jamar immediately took out his lighter. "Mr. Peterson, may I?"

Joshua, who was standing aside, couldn't wait to hug Caesar's legs and beg for mercy.

Caesar took a drag on his cigarette, and exhaled the smoke. No one knew what he was thinking.

"I'm here for two things. One is about my cargo. Jamar, you're really amazing. How dare you steal my cargo?"

Jamar knew there was no point in denying it. "Mr. Peterson, I'm sorry. I didn't know it was yours. If I knew it, I wouldn't even look at it! I'll pay you double. Can you please let me go?"

"Do you think I want your money?"