After that, Adrian pulled out a chair and sat down.
The aura in the hall soon turned bizarre as the people became divided into two factions.
Donald, Beatrice, and Ysabel stayed with each other while they faced up against the many people
from the Stern family.
Beatrice and Ysabel’s palms were sweating nervously, but there was no visible sign of
anxiousness on Donald’s face.
Tugging at Ysabel’s shirt, Beatrice remarked, “Ysabel, get Donald to leave. Now!”
Ysabel pondered about it before replying, “Mom, let’s trust Donald this time.”
Although she was frustrated, Beatrice sighed inwardly. She sides with Donald more than she sides
with me. I wonder what’s so unique about Donald that Ysabel would trust him unconditionally?
Adrian announced, “I’m going to break your legs in five minutes!”
Time ticked by slowly. Just as the five minutes were about to pass, Adrian’s phone rang.
Everyone was collectively frightened by the ringtone.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtPeering at Donald, Adrian noticed the former was still sitting in the same spot with no expression
on his face. He instantly had a bad feeling about it.
When he picked up his phone, Adrian noticed it was a call from Maisey, a managerial-level staff
working for him.
“Bad news, Mr. Stern!” The panicked voice of Maisey sounded through the phone.
“Calm down. What happened?” Adrian replied in a low voice.
Maisey replied, “A colossal truck approaching the toll station has blocked three lanes. Since the
vehicle can’t head to Pollerton because the tolls are blocking its way, they are trying to demolish
toll station number five.”
Gravely shaken by Maisey’s words, Adrian stood up abruptly from his seat. “What?” Then, he
turned to look at Donald again.
Donald remained indifferent to his gaze.
“Where are the security guards?” Adrian asked anxiously.
“They’re injured. Tens of men in ancient armor descended from the truck and are currently
demolishing the toll!”
“What is the truck transporting? Why didn’t anyone inform me of this truck’s appearance?”
“They are transporting some high-tech devices. I have no idea what those are,” Maisey reported in
a trembling voice.
“All right. I got it.” Adrian hung up before turning to look at Donald. “Did you do this?”
“Don’t panic. This is only the first of the many to come.”
Adrian’s heart sank, while the others widened their eyes in astonishment at Donald’s words.
Pondering for a moment, Adrian called the person in charge of the highway surveillance cameras.
His voice was humble and respectful when he spoke. “Mr. Stevens, why didn’t you notify me about
the truck that had entered Pollerton’s highway?”
“Don’t ask. You can’t afford to offend the person behind this,” Mr. Stevens answered impatiently.
With that, he ended the call.
Adrian was shocked.
Can’t afford to offend? I can’t mess with Donald? Does he really have a hidden identity as an
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏminfluential figure?
While Adrian was blanking out, his phone rang once again. It was a call from another toll
supervisor.
“Mr. Stern! Toll station number two is about to be demolished.” The caller’s voice traveled into
everyone’s ears.
The others could no longer sit still as they landed their gaze on Donald, having the same thoughts
in mind.
Is Donald really behind all these?
Jennifer doubted herself as well. She wondered whether she had ever understood the man before
her.
Disconnecting the call, Adrian muttered, “Don’t panic. We have Mr. Yund supporting us.”
With that, he dialed Neil’s number. “Mr. Yund, I apologize for bothering you at this time of the night.
I wonder whether you were aware of the demolition of those toll stations?”
“I’m aware. Don’t probe into this matter any further. You can’t afford to offend him, and neither do I.
After the demolition, we will rebuild the toll stations, but you’re fired. You’ve upset Mr. Campbell
when you ordered a lockdown on Pollerton’s transportation.”
I made Mr. Campbell unhappy? Oh, no!
Adrian was on the verge of a breakdown as if someone had detonated a bomb in his brain.