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The Son-In-Law Shot to Fame novel Chapter 7

Meanwhile, Keith's face turned as pale as a sheet. If he had not offended Donald, with his shares and status in Stardust

Corporation, he would have had a net worth of more than ten million.

Now that he was being kicked out of the company, he felt dejected and finally realized that Donald had always had control over his life and death.

I must be out of my mind to poach his employees and offend him. Why did I look down on him ?

If it was someone else who said that, he would have thought that the person was joking. However, the man who said that was Zayne, the subordinate of the richest man in Pollerton.

“Get lost,” uttered Zayne flatly.

Keith immediately got down on his knees and begged for forgiveness, “Mr. Campbell, it's my fault for not knowing any better. I was wrong and shouldn't have angered you. Please forgive me and give me another chance.”

Seeing that, Hank instantly kneeled as well and cried, “Mr. Campbell, I must have gone insane. Please consider giving me another chance. I've worked for Old Mr. Campbell for over ten years and also contributed a lot after you took over the company five years ago. You should at least give me some credit for all the effort I have put in. I'll become your most faithful servant and do whatever you want me to do.”

“Be my servant? You're not good enough!” Donald cast a downward glance toward Hank and Keith.

Furious, Zayne kicked Hank and asked, “Do you think you are capable of being Mr. Campbell's servant? Only I can become his servant. His wish is my command. Who do you think you are?”

Once he finished speaking, everyone gasped in disbelief and had the same thought on their mind.

You 're Zayne Yates. Not only are you the subordinate of the richest man in Pollerton, but you 're also the owner of Primordial Tower. How can you say that you 're willing to become Donald's servant in such a high-sounding manner? Where's your pride and dignity?

They became even more frightened and wondered what Donald's true identity was.

Casting a brief look at the crowd, Donald piped up, “That's my final decision. By the way, let's keep what happened today to ourselves. Don't make it public.”

An obsequious smile crept on Zayne's face as he responded, “Mr. Campbell, don't worry. I understand.”

Donald believed that Zayne would solve the problem perfectly. With Zayne in charge, he would not need to worry about anything. Before he received any mission, he wanted to live his life in peace for as long as possible because once he was assigned a mission, he would lose his freedom.

“Dan, you can do it. Ask Zayne if you have any questions.” With that, Donald patted Daniel's shoulder.

The situation was so surreal that Daniel felt as if he was dreaming. “I will, Mr.

Campbell.”

Ignoring Keith and Hank's bloodcurdling screams, Donald left Primordial Tower. Just as he left the building, he received two text messages.

The first one was from an unknown number: I'll be holding a small concert at Pollerton Opera House tonight. You must come. If you don't show up, I'll put on another large-scale concert for two hundred thousand people and declare to everyone that you're the man who captivated my heart. I'm Wynter, who loves you.

After reading it, he deleted the text message expressionlessly.

The second message was also from an unknown number: I'm Hannah Nixon. Let's have dinner together tonight.

She was aloof and a woman of few words.

However, Donald was colder than her, so he only replied: I'm busy.

After that, there was no more response from her.

All of a sudden, Donald furrowed his brows as he sensed that something was amiss. Lifting his head, he glanced around his surroundings and finally fixated his gaze on a van that appeared to be rather ordinary.

Instantaneously, he narrowed his eyes.

Although the silver van looked ordinary, he still noticed something special about it.

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