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From A Prisoner To A Big Short’s Inheritor

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Chapter 166

Leonard won the first game with overwhelming force He placed the pole on the pool table and said with

a smile, 1 dents know much about billiards, so I won one round by luck. But you, an expert, arent so

skilled at playing poolt

Hearing Leonard’s words, Matt gritted his teeth angrily

Seeing that Leonard had no intention of playing pool, Matt could only sit there and sulk alone

A woman who had a close relationship with Matt hated Leonard’s gloating look and spoke for Matt,

“What’s so great about winning a billiards game? Matt owns a company worth hundreds of billions of

dollars at the age of 24. Why don’t you compare this with Matt?

“What’s your name? Leonard asked, scratching his head.

“Jasmine Levin” The woman snorted, “What? Do you still want to take revenge on me for asking my

name? Don’t forget where you are. I can make you crawl out of Parasoly with just one word.”

Leonard thought Jasmine was so imprudent that he didn’t want to talk to her.

Seeing they broke out a quarrel, many people immediately ran out to smooth things over.

Eileen frowned.

These were all classmates of Marianna when she was studying in Parasoly. They spoke arrogantly

because of their wealthy family backgrounds in Parasoly but had no idea how terrifyingly powerful

Leonard was.

However, people in Newden spoke for Leonard, especially Jocelyn, who wanted to reveal Leonard’s

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identity. If so, those guys who looked down on Leonard would know they were nobody compared with

Leonard.

A Benz/with a unique license plate number, representing the superiority of the car’s owner, was parked

under the restaurant. Yannick dressed as a successful businessman in a suit and appeared outside the

restaurant.

Although he was wearing a suit and leather shoes, his terrifyingly muscular body and ferocious look

with a beard still frightened several waiters.

He stood at the door of the restaurant and carefully dialed Leonard’s number.

When Leonard walked downstairs, Yannick, who could frighten a child into stopping crying, immediately

looked flattering

“Mr. Santos, I have found out that Marianna promised her grandfather that she would marry Zavier. The

condition is that neither the Rodgers family nor the Olsen family will take revenge on you again.

“Zavier will come to the Rodgers family tomorrow to discuss the engagement.”

After saying that, Yannick continued, “Mr. Santos, if you like Marianna, I promise I will immediately lead

my people to rush into the Rodgers family to snatch Marianna for you as long as you give the order. If

Philip dares to talk nonsense, I will slap

him hard.”

Yannick talked like a gangster as soon as he spoke. He was so arrogant and domineering that he did

not take the Rodgers family seriously at all.

Leonard shook his head. “I have my own plans to deal with the affairs of the Rodgers family. I don’t

need you to interfere.”

Yannick immediately nodded and said, “Okay. Mr. Santos, It’s up to you. By the way, Mr. Santos, you

have come to Parasoly, my place. I have to do the honors. This car with my license plate is my gift for

you. No one dares to stop the car in Parasoly.

“Mr. Santos, if you want a girl to accompany you, just tell me…”

“Okay, okay!” Leonard quickly stopped him.

“For the sake of your hard work, come up with me. But remember to restrain yourself. Don’t scare the

kids.”

Upon hearing this, Yannick lit up his eyes suddenly and was a little flattered.

Leonard had never been nice to Yannick. Yannick also knew Leonard didn’t really like him very much

because he was too outrageous to observe the law.

So, after Yannick was released from prison, he never thought of contacting Leonard. But now, Leonard

smiled at him. making him feel his spring was coming.

Mr. Santos, 1 found a beautiful girl in Parasoly. How about giving her to you?”

“Get out!” Leonard pretended to hit Yannick, so Yannick obediently shut his mouth.

Leonard and Yannick walked into the billiards hall on the fourth floor and immediately became the

highlight.

Seeing Yannick nodding and bowing to Leonard, many people thought he was Leonard’s driver or

something.

The girl named Jasmine sneered, “Where did the savage come from?”

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“Mr. Santos, is the your friend?

Yannick didn’t look angry at all. Instead, he just looked at Leonard and asked.

Leonard shook his head.

Then, Yannick stopped smiling and turned cold instantly before he cursed with baleful eyes, “Where did

you come from? How dare you call me a savage? Believe it or not, I will drag you to the street tonight

and let you perform a sex show with a

savage

Jasmine was so angry that her face turned livid.

Other young men and women nearby were also stunned.

But at the same time, Eileen and others felt very happy. They had long been dissatisfied with those

who showed off their family background.

Matt couldn’t watch Jasmine being bullied. He stood up and spoke for Jasmine loudly, “I am the son of

the chairman of the Hargitay Group. My father is Ben Hargitay. You’ll trouble yourself if you dare to

mess with the Hargitay family in Parasoly.” Matt knew his company might not frighten the person before

him, so he called out his father’s name.

“Ben Hargitay? It turns out that you are his son. Last time at Coast Restaurant, that bastard spilled

wine on my shoes when he was toasting. Islapped him 16 times and asked him to give me 40 million

dollars before I let him go. But he was willing to show his face when I slapped him. Well, are you better

than your father? How dare you argue with me?

Matt instantly knew the identity of the person before him and became so frightened that he broke into a

cold sweat.

All the people from Parasoly were even more frightened and shivered their calves.