Chapter 999

Philip also lost patience at this moment and said bluntly, “Wallace Phoenix, I’ll give you two choices.

One, chop off your brother’s hand and we’ll take it as nothing happened. Two, I’ll ask the men outside

to come in and smash up your Phoenix Pavilion. Then, I’ll personally chop off your brother’s hand. How

about it? It’s a fair transaction, right?”

Fair transaction?

It was a total loss!

Wallace was full of anger. With red eyes, he shouted in a deep voice, “You’ve gone too far!”

Philip shook his head and said with a smile, “It’s not that I’ve gone too far, but you did something wrong

and have to be punished for it.”

After that, Philip stretched out his hand and motioned to Don to hand over the document. He directly

tossed it in front of Wallace, saying, “Look at it. It’s the notice issued by the association. Your Phoenix

Pavilion has been ordered to close for reorganization… How many years is that?”

Philip turned to ask Don. Don smiled slightly and replied, “Indefinite closure until Young Master Clarke

is satisfied.”

Crack!

Wallace almost crushed his fists. He bent down and scrutinized the documents on the floor, especially

the final signature by Don Garcia and the official seal of the association.

Philip looked at Wallace and said lightly, “You can still make a choice now. No matter which one you

choose, I’ll be satisfied and it’ll be as if this document never existed.”

Wallace was furious. The other party was using one killing move after another on him!

No matter what he chose, his brother would lose one hand!

He had no room to retaliate!

Should he look for Miss Clarke?

Then, it would show his incompetence!

After a moment of silence, Wallace shouted, “Men!”

A subordinate hurried over, and Wallace directly drew a dagger from his waist. Then, he glanced at

Jerome on the ground with eyes full of dismay.

He raised his hand and the dagger fell!

Jerome’s palm was chopped off!

Jerome immediately slumped to the ground, howling in pain.

“Send him to the hospital!” Wallace said.

The men hurriedly lifted Jerome and rushed to the hospital along with the severed palm.

Wallace’s eyes were full of gloom as he looked at Philip. A menacing sneer appeared in the corners of

his mouth as he asked, “Young Master Clarke, are you satisfied?”

Philip smiled faintly and said, “Mr. Phoenix, take care.”

After that, Philip led all his men out and left Phoenix Pavilion.

It was not until his subordinates reported that Philip’s people had all left did Wallace furiously tear up

the documents in his hand. He roared like a beast. “Philip Clarke, this isn’t the end!”

He vented his anger for more than ten minutes before Wallace calmed down.

He took out his phone and dialed a number. With a cold voice, he gritted his teeth and said, “Lame

Fred, five million for one head!”

“That Young Master Clarke?”

On the other end of the phone, there was a taunting male voice that continued, “50 million.”

Wallace frowned and shouted, “What’s the meaning of this?!”

Lame Fred said, “Boss Phoenix, it’s not that easy to buy his head. The risk factor of this business is too

high. 50 million, non-negotiable.”

Wallace paused for a moment, gritted his teeth, and hardened his resolve before saying, “Okay! I’ll give

you 60 million for adult and child! If you can’t get his head, don’t ever think of doing business in

Phoenicia again!”