Chapter 142

Cyrus appeared at the door like a ghost, startling Desmond. The latter jumped to his feet and shouted, "Why isn't anyone coming? Where the hell are they?" Sean was even more frightened. He dropped his gun to the floor and immediately hid behind the sofa as he trembled in fear. For the past three years, he had treated Cyrus in the most awful ways possible by bullying him relentlessly. He had even tried to take advantage of Zoey. But in the past three weeks, Cyrus had retaliated and left Sean with bruises and swelling each time he provoked him. Now, Cyrus was the source of Sean's greatest fear. Despite Desmond pointing a gun at him, Cyrus nonchalantly strode into the living room with a cold smile. "Forget about your men. They're all asleep. I didn't want them to disturb us while we're signing the contract." "Somebody; anybody! Kill this motherfucker, and I'll pay you a million—no, five million dollars!" Desmond yelled at the top of his lungs. "Tsk tsk. Desmond, aren't you supposed