Chapter 80 A Disaster to Befall After hanging up the phone, Gerald put up a sneer.
This was his biggest strategy to prevent Henley and Doreen from getting engaged.
The reason why the Cousy family wanted Doreen and Henley to get married was that they wanted to use Henleyâs family business.
There were some problems with the Cousy familyâs business.
Or rather, the Zumthor family was competing with them. The Cousy family had no choice but to cooperate with the Zumthor family, so marriage was the best solution.
When the Zumthor family was busy with their own industries and there was a huge problem with the cooperation between them and the bank, would they still have the mood to hold this engagement banquet? The answer was obviously no.
As for how the Cousy family looked for a way out, it was none of Geraldâs business.
Now that Gerald had done all this, he was only waiting for the Zumthor family to be in a mess overnight. Would they still have the mood to hold the engagement banquet tomorrow?
It would probably be temporarily canceled. After a period of time, the Cousy family would find that there was a huge problem with the Zumthor family, then they would not marry Doreen to Henley.
Unfortunately, Gerald could not see Henleyâs flustered look.
But Gerald was not in a hurry. Since Henleyâs family had a certain relationship with Blood Lotus, Blood Lotus would not watch the Zumthor family fall. Gerald would definitely participate in places with Blood Lotus. There were a lot of dealings with the Zumthor family.
Gerald touched his nose and a smile appeared on his lips. He now had two most important things. Searching for information about Watchman No. 2 and proving his innocence.
Just as Gerald was about to leave the school, suddenly, a group of nine people was walking toward Gerald.
Most of them were wearing the uniform of security guards, while the other was a bald man with glasses. He looked to be in his forties or fifties.
âSir, it was this guy who was fighting on the playground just now,â a security guard pointed at Gerald and said.
Gerald was stunned for a moment and cursed in his heart.
Doreen and the others drove away smoothly. Now, Gerald was caught alone.
The principal of the school was no longer the same person. He looked Gerald up and down and said in a low voice, âWho are you? Why are you coming to our school? Put your hands up, or I will call the police!â
âSir, I am here to relive my old days. And I am the one who was bullied just now. It has nothing to do with me,â Gerald spread his hands and said.
âCatch him and send him to the constabulary!â The principal said in a low voice.
The security guards did not say anything and directly pounced toward Gerald.
Gerald was extremely troubled. He could not do anything to these people. He sighed and fled the scene.
His speed was so fast that in almost an instant, he passed through the crowd. The security guards did not even touch his hair. Gerald ran over, turned around, and said, âPrincipal, the one who hit me just now is called Armand. You should investigate him. It is best to capture him and put him in jail for a few days.â
After that, Gerald turned and ran away again.
âHow can this person run so fast?â The principal looked at Geraldâs back and cursed.
The principal heard Armandâs name, and his expression changed. Then he looked at the security guard and said, âGo and check if the school lost anything. Also, donât spread this matter.â
The Cousy family was not someone he could afford to offend.
Gerald ran out of the school gate and stopped at the entrance. Suddenly, he saw a stall next to him and his expression changed slightly.
âThis stall is still open?â Gerald was slightly surprised!
This stall was very small. It was a stall selling pancakes. It had been here since Gerald entered high school. At that time, it was 40 cents for one. Gerald would come to buy one every noon.
He didnât expect that after nine years, the stall was still here!
Because it was already afternoon and the students were in class, there was no one at the stall!
Gerald walked over, and a middle-aged woman was sitting there playing with her phone.
âHow much is one pancake?â Gerald asked.
â40 cents.â She did not look up and looked at her phone.
âThe same price as nine years ago. Did you not raise the price?â Gerald smiled.
Only then did the middle-aged woman put down her phone. She looked up at Gerald and frowned slightly. She felt that Gerald looked a little familiar, but she could not remember who he was.
There were too many students buying pancakes from her every day, let alone people from nine years ago.
âThe price must be economical for the students to afford,â the middle-aged woman said.
Gerald muttered, âIâll buy one!â
As soon as he finished speaking, a pleasant voice rang out from the side, âIâll have one pancake, please!â
Because the voice was pleasant, Gerald could not help but look to the side. When he saw it, he was stunned.
Behind him, a beautiful woman in a black dress was walking toward him with a book in her hand. When she saw Gerald, she was stunned and asked, âIs it you?â
In Cherry Garden, Los Angeles, where Irene lived.
At this time, Mary, Irene, and Vivian were lying on the sofa. The three were trembling and their faces were full of cold sweat. Irene and Vivianâs faces were full of fear.
In front of the TV set in the living room, Mike was lying there. He covered his thigh and kept retreating backward. At this time, his body was full of blood! Especially his thigh, blood flowed like a fountain.
At the same time, in front of them, a middle-aged man wearing a coat held a dagger in his hand. His face was kind and calm.
He asked with a smile, âAre you still not willing to say how you got these two knives?â
When he returned to Ireneâs home, he asked Mary and the others how they got these two knives.
For the sake of money, Mary wouldnât say that it was from Gerald. She insisted that it was passed down from her ancestors. Then, the middle-aged man suddenly took out a dagger. In the blink of an eye, he stabbed Mike several times.
Irene and the other two had their mouths closed. They didnât dare to speak. Just now, when they were screaming, Mike was stabbed again!
Mary trembled and said, âIf you want this knife, just take it. We donât want money.â
Between life and money, she finally chose money!
At this time, Mary hated Gerald to death.
She did not expect that after Gerald left, these two knives actually brought disaster to her family.
âYou donât seem to understand what I said. Let me tell you again. Do you know who these two knives belong to?â The middle-
aged man pulled a stool over and sat down. Then he teased the birds on the ground and asked.
âWe ... donât know.â Irene was trembling.
The middle-aged man smiled. It was fine if he didnât know. He continued to ask, âI will ask you one last time. How did you get these two knives? If you donât say it, he will die!â
Mary gritted her teeth. She hurriedly said, âIt was from my previous son-in-law, Gerald. He was injured three years ago and was saved by my man. Then, these two knives were hidden by my man. However, he has divorced my daughter. There is no relationship between us.â
âSon-in-law!â The middle-aged man got up and picked up the two knives on the coffee table, one long and one short. He said, âI was wondering why Young Master died in a small place like Los Angeles. It turns out that Night Watch Watchman No. 0 is here.â
He smiled and said, âThe three of you, come with me!â
He pointed to Irene and the other two. âOh, by the way, act normal. Go downstairs and get in the car. If you dare to do anything, you will die. I wonât be merciful.â
âHe really has no contact with us. I donât know where he is now. I canât contact him at all,â Mary said with a sad face.
The middle-aged man glanced at her happily. Then he looked at Mike on the ground and said, âFind a way to contact the owner of these two knives and ask him to come to Sacramento to find me. Iâll give him three days. If he canât find me, he can only receive three bodies!â
Irene and the other two turned pale in an instant!
They just wanted to sell those knives, but they never expected a disaster to befall them!
The middle-aged man picked up the two knives again and looked at Mary and the other two with a smile. âBeautiful ladies, letâs go!â