My Fair Stunner

Chapter 224 Impossible To Retort

Chapter 224 Impossible To Retort

It was hard for fence sitters to make a decision when it came to which benefit to choose.

But when they were asked to choose between the death penalty and a reprieve, they could make the

choice right away.

Andrew knew that if he agreed, Hank would not let him go.

But he wanted to push his luck because he did not want to die here now, thinking he might be able to

survive after leaving this place.

Andrew shivered when replying, "Okay, Mr. Farrell, I will do it."

Colin warned with a gloomy look, "You better not play any trick."

Andrew said, "I dare not."

When Colin came out of the basement, the bodyguard who had accompanied him here just now Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

stepped forward and said, "Mr. Farrell, what can I do for you?"

Colin took out a handkerchief from his pocket, squatted down to wipe the blood off his shoes, threw the

handkerchief away, and said coldly, "Send him to the headquarters of Farrell Media, and then watch

him closely."

The bodyguard replied, "You can consider it done."

Colin narrowed his eyes and added, "You don't need to watch him any longer after he comes out of

Blaine's office."

The bodyguard asked, "Shall we let him go?"

Colin sneered, "Let him go if he can survive."

Faye and Ethan were discussing James' fans when Colin walked into the living room.

Seeing him, Ethan gave Faye a wink.

She immediately understood his hint, so she didn't look back but continued to talk.

York, who was standing behind Hank, took the initiative to say hello to Colin.

Colin responded in a deep voice, "Hi, York."

Then, he turned to look at Hank and said, "Hank, I didn't expect you to be here."

Hank asked with a straight face, "Why are you here?"

Colin said casually, "I came here to pick up Faye."

Then, he smiled at Hank, walked to Faye, sat down beside her, put his arm around her waist naturally,

and asked affectionately, "Are you done talking with Ethan?" Faye nodded, "Yes."

Colin smiled, "Can we go home now?"

Faye replied, "OK."

Then, Colin briefly chatted with Ethan about two trivial things, made up an excuse, and soon left with

Faye. When only Ethan and Hank were left in the living room, Ethan leaned forward slightly, picked up

a cup of cold coffee from the table, poured it into the trash can, and said with a half-smile, "Mr. Farrell, if

you don't believe me, you can ask your men to search my villa thoroughly. I don't have any secrets

anyway."

Hank had wanted to do so at the very beginning, but when Ethan took the initiative to ask him to search

this place, he didn't dare to act rashly anymore.

Ethan was not a brainless man. Since he dared to say so, he must have been fully prepared.

Hank kept silent for a moment and suddenly smiled, "Mr. Bond, you must be joking."

Ethan raised his eyes to look at him and said, "I am glad that you believe me. I have some work to do

later, so I'm afraid I can't have dinner with you today."

Hank fell silent.

Ethan's words sounded polite, but in fact, he had shown no respect to him.

Hank's smile froze on his face. After a few seconds, he stood up embarrassedly and said, "Mr. Bond,

I'm sorry to have bothered you for so long. I'll treat you to a meal to apologize when you have time."

"No need," Ethan said expressionlessly while fiddling with a coffee cup, not intending to get up to send

him off.

Hank was speechless.

After coming out of the villa, he got into the car with a sullen face, clenched fists, and threw a punch at

the seat.

Hank was fuming with anger, so York kept silent in the passenger seat.

After a while, Hank looked up at York and asked, "York, did you notice where Colin went into the living

room from?"

York replied, "No."

Hank said with a gloomy face, "I guess he had been in the villa for a long time but hid somewhere."

York said neither humbly nor arrogantly, "I've been with you all the time, so I don't know where he had

been."

Hank's expression softened after he heard this, and when he was about to say something, his phone

suddenly rang, so he reached into his pocket and took it out. Seeing it was Blaine calling him, he

frowned and answered the call, saying, "Dad, what's up?"

Blaine said in a cold voice on the other end of the phone, "Hank, I didn't expect you to be so eager to

take my place!"

Hearing this, Hank was stunned and then asked, "I don't understand what you're talking about."

Blaine asked, "You don't understand?"

Hank frowned slightly.

Blaine sneered, "Andrew just left my office. Hank, I underestimated you before. You kidnapped an

executive and broke his leg to force him to work for you. You amazed me."

Hank fell silent.

Hearing Blaine's questioning, he didn't try to explain.

There was barely family affection in the wealthy families like the Farrells.

An explanation was the most useless thing when one was doubted.

After hanging up the phone, Hank immediately dialed Tiffany's number.

When the phone was picked up, he said solemnly, "Mom, Andrew has turned his coat, and he just left

my dad's office."