Chapter 622: Chapter 622



Matthew Nelson could probably guess what he did. His eyes grew colder as he stared at Declan Bailey, “Really?”

Your next adventure is at g al n ovels . con “Still not a good example, John Kinney, Boyce Shawn?” Declan laughed derisively, “You still have a chance right now. All you have to do is beg me. Beg me. Then maybe I’ll show some mercy and forgive him, how about that?”

He became more and more brazen. He also laughed wildly, “Just say ‘I was wrong, Mr. Bailey. I was too blind to go against you. Please have mercy.’ Then maybe I’d let Boyce go.”

Matthew narrowed his eyes and stared at him. Extreme anger welled up in his eyes. However, it was quickly hidden in his poker face, “I’m afraid I’m going to disappoint you, Mr. Bailey.”

Declan suddenly straightened up, “You still don’t see what’s going on?”.

“Mr. Bailey, you’ve taught very well. I just haven’t learned it yet. Maybe you can teach me again?” Matthew was very quiet. He paid no attention to their teasing at all.

Declan was furious, “Why do you have to be so arrogant, Matthew, isn’t it just that you’re richer than me? But when it comes to connections and power, you’re no better than me.”

Matthew chuckled, “How do you know I’m no better than you?”

There was always a kind of secret, deceptive calculation in his laugh. It made Declan’s skin crawl.

However, after careful thought, the most competent person he had was Boyce. He would never talk to the Harris Family. Besides, how was Jeffery Harris going to help him when his own reputation was already broken?

And what use could this Armand Bernie be to him?

His father and the husbands of his many sisters were not all ordinary people. He had contacts everywhere, so it would be easy for him to do whatever he wanted.

With that thought, Declan immediately gained confidence.

“Don’t try to fool me!”

Matthew was still calm, “Do you know what the difference between us is?”

Declan asked, “What?”

“You have connections and many ways, but you forgot that it’s easier to deal with those in plain sight, just like how you framed Boyce. Yet you don’t know the connections I have and how powerful I am.”

Declan felt nervous about Matthew’s strategic confidence, “What, what do you mean?”

There was a saying that it would be easy to dodge a spear in the open, but it would be difficult to avoid a hidden arrow. It was obvious that what Matthew was saying meant that he had a power that no one else knew about.

“Mr. Bailey, don’t you have any comprehensive skills?” He said mockingly.

Declan had always been an impatient person and never a poised man. So he felt provoked by a few words from Matthew.

“You just meant you have connections,” Declan didn’t believe him, but he didn’t entirely doubt him.

He was very contradictory. He didn’t know if what he was saying was real or just lying to him.

“Even if you have contacts, you won’t necessarily be able to win against me,” Declan wasn’t as sure as before, but he was still threatening him as always, “let’s wait and see.”

He stormed out just as Armand was bringing Boyce in, so they bumped into each other at the door.

“Hey, isn’t this Mr. Bailey?” Armand looked him up and down and sneered, “What’s with the look of circumstance, did your father die?”

Declan grabbed Armand by the collar and said mercilessly, “Do you want to die?”

Armand wasn’t afraid at all. He smiled and said, “What would you do to me if I wanted to die? Take a good look at where this place is.”

Declan came alone. If he really fought with Armand, he would have no advantage. So, even though he felt extremely angry inside, he let himself go.

“I won’t let you get away with this!”

Armand brushed the non-existent dust off his body, “I’ll wait for you. Go ahead.”

They stared at each other. If looks could be turned into weapons, then they were definitely killing each other right now.

“Boyce,” Declan sneered and strode off at a brisk pace.

Armand gaped-why had he suddenly called Boyce’s name?

Was his brain all scrambled?

“Why did he call you?” Armand turned his head to Boyce and asked.

Boyce said, “He’s crazy. Don’t listen to him.”

“Really?” Armand didn’t doubt him, but it seemed to him that what Declan said was cryptic. It didn’t sound like he’d phrased it casually.

Boyce didn’t argue with him. He walked into the office and asked as he looked at Matthew, “What are you doing here?”

Matthew came out of his office and asked in a somber voice, “Why didn’t you tell me something happened to you?”

Boyce sat down on the couch and said, “Aren’t you preparing for your wedding? I don’t want to add to your troubles.”

Matthew was a little annoyed. He snorted coldly, “What are you planning to do?”

Could this kind of affair be kept a secret? What should they do if it became an irreversible consequence?

Did he still want his future?

“What are you talking about?” Armand approached and asked as he looked at Boyce, “What happened to you?”

Boyce lowered his head and fell silent.

Matthew tugged at his shirt collar, “You still don’t plan to say it?”

“Officer Miller called me at the police station early this morning. As soon as I got to the police station I saw the people from the investigation bureau. They said I was taking bribes, so I’m suspended right now and under investigation,” Boyce lowered his head as he spoke.

“Asshole!” Armand cursed out loud, “This scumbag Declan is really a fucking scoundrel.”

Matthew had a guess in his mind. He knew he was using this kind of fatal sin to frame Boyce, but he was still uneasy.

After all, being investigated for bribery would affect his future as a public servant.

Just like what Declan said, if he pulled a trick inside and his bribery came true, then Boyce would be finished.

“What should we do now?” asked Armand anxiously. This was related to Boyce’s future. If it wasn’t handled properly, his reputation would be ruined.

Matthew feared that Declan would be out to make trouble when he decided to have a wedding. So he had already made preparations for it.

Declan was merely relying on Roger Bailey. His brothers-in-law only gave Declan a little respect for Roger.

If Roger fell, what else would Declan have left?

In the old wars, it was known that you had to take down the leader first to destroy the thieves. So why keep bothering Declan?

“Just go home. I’ll take care of this matter,” Matthew stood up and prepared to leave as he pulled his phone off the table.

“Do you have a plan yet?” Armand gave him a dubious look.

Boyce was also very surprised.

They both gave him a look.

However, Matthew didn’t explain what he was going to do. Contemplating their surprised looks, he raised an eyebrow and asked, “Why, don’t you believe me?”

Armand nodded, then hastily shook his head, “Of course, we believe you, but do you have any connections you can use?”

After all, he was a businessman and not a government official, how was he going to deal with Declan?

Matthew smiled and gave an answer, “I don’t have any connections, but my wife does.”

Oscar Adams’ phone number was saved in Matthew’s phone when Dolores Flores received a call from Oscar. She told him to look for Oscar if there were issues he couldn’t show up for.

In reality, Dolores didn’t know what kind of person her father was either.

However, she did not want to know either.

Like what Jolene Harris said in the letter, it was enough for her to know that he was a good man.

Armand and Boyce glanced at each other. They seemed to have read the answer in each other’s eyes.

They knew this was not just about Dolores, but about the remaining power of their parents’ generation.

Armand felt a little relieved after learning that Matthew already had a counter plan. However, his hatred for everything Declan had done had reached its peak.

He just wanted to curse Declan every time he thought of him.

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