God Of War Returns as a Daddy novel Chapter 64

Chapter 64 You think it's a big Fucking Deal that you're Rich? Fuck off

"Mark Mr. Mason's words."

Luke Young did not answer Mr. France's question, but warned, "Pack your things and get out of the bank now! Now!"

"What?"

Mr. France froze, Mr. Mason?

What the hell?

When Mr. France mentioned Sean, he seemed to see a very respectful look on Luke Young's face, as if he were talking about his own leader.

Even more deferential than to their own leaders!

"And."

Luke Young continued, "Everything that happened here today, including Mr. Mason, including the card, not a word of it can be shared. Otherwise, I have a hundred reasons and a thousand ways to send you to prison, where you'll never get out!"

Threat! Bully!

There was no disguising. Be that direct! So arrogant!

With that, he stalked after Sean, yelling, "Mr. Mason, wait for me. I'll send someone to take you home…"

What?

What the fuck was this?

Mr. France and the female clerk looked at each other and were completely shocked. Why was Luke Young so deferential to them suddenly?

Why?

"Was it because…"

The female clerk's face was pale, her heart was beating wildly, and she said in despair, "Mr. France, does that black card really belong to Sean?"

Luke Young and Sean spent ten minutes alone in the security room, and they must have confirmed something. Mr. France and the female clerk did not hear the conversation, but judging from their reactions, it was close to the point!

How else would Sean have walked out of here with Luke Young seeing him hurt someone?

Luke Young's attitude towards Sean proved this!

Mr. France was not stupid enough to think of it. His heart quivered and the corners of his mouth twitched. He couldn't figure out how Sean could be a big boss.

It was impossible!

But the truth was in front of him, and he had to believe it!

Bam!

Without warning, Mr. France slapped the female employee and scolded, "This is all your fucking fault! You're looking for trouble. Why don't you just tell Marcia what she wanted to know and why should you report it to me?"

Then he turned angrily and walked away.

The female clerk's face was burning with pain. She was momentarily stunned and she said anxiously, "Mr. France, what do we do now?"

"What else can we do? You want to go to fucking jail?"

Mr. France thundered without turning his head, "Go pack your bags and get out of here!"

"…"

The female clerk covered her face with her hands and burst into tears. She thought to herself, "What did I do wrong? I was just following protocol. You let me call the security guard, you let me call the police, you let me beat her, how can it all be my fault?"

The workplace was like the battlefield, a slightest mistake would make you ruined…

…

In the manager's office.

Mr. France wrote his resignation report, put it on his desk, and was collecting his things. Suddenly, footsteps came from far and near. A moment later, the door of the office was opened.

Mr. France was upset. He thought it was that damned female staff came to look for him, so he didn't raise his head and just said, "I told you to fuck off. Don't you hear me?"

"Leave me alone!"

As he spoke, there was a small clang, and Mr. France was startled by the dark shadow before his eyes. Then he looked up and saw a bank card lying on the desk in front of him.

"It's…"

He was surprise and realized something was wrong. He looked up suddenly. Sure enough, the person in his office was not the female clerk, but a strange middle-aged man.

"Who are you?"

Mr. France was stunned, "What can I do for you?"

The middle-aged man did not answer him, but pointed to that bank card and said, "There are one hundred thousand in it, the password is 666666."

"What do you mean?"