The Son-In-Law Shot to Fame novel Chapter 1102

Wilbur considered that these underworld bosses might flatter Donald out of fear.

But he never imagined that these people could be so clueless, even going as far as to claim they had never heard of Newton.

Do you people have any shame?

Have you all lost your minds?

Aren't they afraid of Newton's retaliation?

Donald tapped Wilbur's face lightly and said, “It seems you can't invite any big shots after all. Since that's the case, let's just settle this now.”

“No! It's not!”

Wilbur struggled to his feet. “They're all deceiving you! Newton is the underworld king of Pollerton! If he comes, you're all doomed!”

Silence.

It was a silence as profound as death.

Jackdaw, who had always been at odds with Newton, even secretly gave Wilbur a thumbs up.

You are freaking brave, Wilbur!

What kind of deep-seated grudge do you have against Newton to dare to speak so recklessly in front of Mr. Campbell?

If Mr. Campbell truly believes that you and Newton share a deep connection, wouldn't he lose interest in him in no time?

It seems like I have a chance to rise to the top!

Just as Jackdaw was brimming with excitement, a black Mercedes stretch pulled up at the entrance of the construction site.

Newton, dressed in a Polo shirt, wore a serious expression as he quickly ran towards them.

“Apologies, Mr. Campbell, I'm late.”

What?

The expression on Wilbur's face froze.

How could he have ever imagined that the savior he had been longing for would also hold such respect for Donald?

Donald glanced at Newton. “Who are you?”

The corner of Newton's mouth twitched slightly, and he quickly lowered his head even more.

“Mr. Campbell, you can call me Newton. I own a bar on Tranquil Street.”

“Pfft.”

Jackdaw who was kneeling at the back couldn't help it and accidentally let out a laugh.

Newton who was a power tower had thousands of followers under his command. His total wealth and assets amount to over a billion.