Chapter 107 Served Him Before
A mischievous face appeared from under the black duckbill cap, with a devilish gaze that carried a hint of arrogance and disdain.
Noah was taken aback for a moment, but he greeted calmly, "Mr. Hart."
"What?" Jericho looked slightly surprised and sneered. "Did I hear you correctly? Did you call me Mr. Hart?"
Noah smiled faintly, his gaze deep and cold.
He exuded a chilling aura, and anyone who approached him could feel an invisible pressure, including Jericho.
This feeling made Jericho very uneasy and was also very eerie.
"You seem to have forgotten how you used to grovel at my feet when you were shining my shoes, huh?" He patted Noah's shoulder. "Ha, you just called me by my name before. Why are you f*cking acting civilized now?"
However, as soon as Jericho's hand touched Noah's shoulder, Noah firmly grabbed it!
Jericho was startled, but he remained composed on the surface. He tried to break free, only to be held tightly, and couldn't move.
"Liam!" He growled, "What do you think you're doing?"
Noah sneered and twisted his wrist!
An excruciating pain suddenly struck Jericho. His face turned red, and his eyes flashed with fierce light as he stared at Noah.
"Mr. Hart, please watch your words." Noah said word by word, "No matter how worthless I was, that's all in the past. Don't you know that we should treat each other with new eyes after a long separation?"
"Even if I used to shine your shoes, you're not worthy anymore! So don't cause trouble for me again, or don't blame me for being impolite!"
His each word was pronounced with emphasis, causing Jericho's expression to change.
Noah released his grip and gave a cold snort. His eyes glinted with a sharpness that frightened Jericho.
Jericho watched his departing figure and stood there in a daze for a while. The scar between his eyebrows seemed even more ferocious.
"Mr. Hart." One of his subordinates arrived in a hurry.
"What did you find out?"
"A year ago, Liam didn't pay his gambling debts and violated the rules of the underworld. It is said that he... has already been killed!"
Jericho was shocked. "Is the information reliable?"
"I can't say for sure about that." The subordinate licked his lips. "I asked around in several places. Some people said he was dead, some said his fingers were chopped off and he was thrown out of Eldoria with no one caring about him... But in my opinion, the chances of him being alive are slim."
Jericho's expression turned grave.
Yes, if Liam offended someone in the underworld, even if he was still alive, it was impossible for him to be like the man just now, standing there in such a good state and having great strength that almost broke Jericho's wrist.
But if that man wasn't Liam, who was he?
"Keep investigating." Jericho coldly instructed, "Be careful, and don't cause any more trouble!"
Stella stood outside the bright conference room, dressed in a simple and elegant dark professional attire that accentuated her grace and beauty.
She took a deep breath and walked in.
Although she had been mentally prepared, she still felt a bit nervous facing so many curious gazes.
"Is this the chairman's other daughter?" Someone whispered, "The illegitimate one?"
"Shh... You can't say that! Who can understand the chairman's thoughts? She's the illegitimate daughter now, but she might inherit the family business in the future!"