Chapter 2297

“I’m going to get your husband to come over. If he arrives within ten minutes, nothing will happen. If

he’s one minute late, I’ll randomly pick one person here and break their finger.”

Hearing Old Cain’s words, Martin and the others turned pale as they panicked.

“Mister, we have a grudge against Philip too. You can’t do this to us. We can help you scold Philip and

beat him up. Please let us go.” Liam was so frightened that he wailed and howled.

Martin trembled and said, “Let’s discuss this without resorting to violence, okay? We can pay up. Don’t

put Philip’s fault on us. That guy has nothing to do with us.”

“We have nothing to do with Philip and Wynn. Just let us go. We’ll pretend that we know nothing about

this. We definitely won’t say anything after we leave. We won’t tell anyone,” Bernard added.

A bunch of spineless company executives and employees also expressed their desire to distance

themselves from Philip and Wynn.

Old Cain laughed darkly, waved his hand, and said, “I like it when people are indignant. I’ll beat them

up until they yield and make those sounds my background music.”

Like a tiger approaching a flock of sheep, a bunch of thugs ptuiched and kicked Martin and the others

until they howled and cried miserably.

Wynn was frightened. Her whole body trembled slightly as tears kept flowing down her eyes. “Why are

you doing this? You’re going too far with this.”

“Beautiful, you ‘ll know why later. Pray that your husband arrives soon.”

Old Cain found Philip’s phone number and pressed it.

When Philip heard the ringing, he took out his phone and glanced at the caller ID. He immediately

answered the call and said, “Hey, dear.”

“To hell with ‘dear’! Your wife is in my hands!”

“Who are you?! What have you done to my wife?! You must not hurt her. Come at me if there’s

anything!” Philip roared.

It had only been a few days since they returned and Wynn had been kidnapped again. Who could it

be?

Philip pondered while he walked out of the house quickly. No matter who did it, he had to rush over to

save Wynn immediately.

Could it be due to his inheritance of the Clarke family that some people behind the scenes were getting

restless?

Perhaps hostile forces outside the country were responsible for this?

“Oh, it seems you’re quite sentimental. Worried about your wife, huh? Let’s listen to some background

music first.”

Old Cain happily held up the phone toward Martin and the others who were being beaten. Seeing Old

Cain’s action, the thugs started beating the hostages with all their might.

“Ouch, it hurts! Damn you, Philip Clarke! You’re the bastard causing us to get beaten up. Get the f*ck

over here!”

“Philip, you jinx! If you don’t come over at once, your wife will end up getting beaten like this soon!”

“Wynn, you damn well speak to Philip and tell him to hurry over, or we’re going to be killed!”

Martin and the others cursed angrily. Their voices reached Philip’s ears through the call.

Hearing the howls and curses of Martin and the others, Philip suddenly thought of a place, the

company!

Only in the company could Martin and the others be with Wynn. Only in the company could there be so

many people!

According to the tempers of Martin and the others, they would definitely show up at the door when they

knew Wynn had returned.

Philip identified the place where Wynn was held and quickly drove the Bentley at the door in the

direction of Beacon Group.