Chapter 10
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“You… where did you get so much money?”
Sitting in the passenger seat of the Rolls-Royce, Annabella felt as if she were in another world.
Scene after scene appeared dreamlike, continuously assaulting her brain.
“Just a secondhand car. I borrowed it for a few days.”
Timothy answered while driving, his face completely impassive.
“Really? You should not have. What if it gets scratched? We’d have to spend quite a bit of money.”
Annabella thought that Timothy had borrowed the car just to save face.
“But indeed, this time the credit is yours. I’ll allow you to be a freeloader for another month, and after that, you must go back to work.”
Remembering everything that happened over the past few days, she felt especially joyful.
Her life, which had been so gloomy, seemed to clear overnight, turning bright and cheerful.
“Then I’ll be your full-time driver from now on, no need for a salary.”
After recovering his memory, Timothy’s personality had changed as well.
“Dream on!”
Annabella made a funny face and said cheerfully, “Picking me up and dropping me off for work is a given, but you still need to find a job!”
“Sure!”
Timothy parked the car by the road and looked straight at her.
“Why are you looking at me like that…”
Annabella blushed slightly.
In their three years of marriage, this was the first time Timothy had looked at her with such deep affection.
“My wife, truly beautiful.”
Timothy smiled faintly and floored the gas pedal.
…
Ten minutes later, the two of them arrived downstairs.
Wilbur Wayne’s Ford was already parked in its spot, and Timothy skillfully parked the Rolls-Royce next to it, getting out to open the door for Annabella.
“Timothy, how come I didn’t know you could drive?”
After getting out of the car, Annabella examined it carefully.
This Rolls-Royce was practically brand new; not even a scratch was visible.
“That’s because I didn’t have a car.”
After locking the car door, Timothy tossed the car keys to Annabella.
Two sets of car keys, one for each.
“Do you have a driver’s license then?”
Annabella caught the car keys and seemed to think of something.
“Well…”
Timothy scratched his head, showing an awkward smile.
A driver’s license—he appeared to genuinely not have one…
“You go upstairs first; I’ll go buy groceries.”
As he spoke, his attention was drawn to several pedestrians in the complex.
Having mingled here for three years, Timothy was quite familiar with every face.
And those few individuals were glancing over occasionally, obviously up to no good.
“Okay!”
Annabella nodded without giving it much thought.
For the past three years, Timothy had always been the one to buy groceries.
“Why don’t I go with you?”
After she spoke, she felt a bit embarrassed.
“Mom and dad are probably still angry. Try to soothe them, otherwise, I’m the one who’ll get scolded again.”
Timothy shrugged with a helpless expression.
“All right!”
Annabella nodded and turned to walk into the building.
Her parents had a headache.
In an instant, Timothy’s expression turned ice-cold.
As if he became a different person.
He glanced at the unfamiliar faces within the complex and strode toward them.
“He’s here, make it quick!”
The man in the white T-shirt flicked his cigarette butt away and pulled a baton from behind his back.
The other three men also took out their respective weapons, facing Timothy as they approached.
“Buddy, don’t be too…”
Crack!
Before he could finish speaking, Timothy dashed forward and directly broke his arm!
“Beat him to death!”
The white T-shirt man’s face contorted with veins throbbing; beads of sweat formed on his forehead.
“Get him!”
The men exchanged glances and lunged at him together.
Thump!
Timothy flung the man he was holding, then kicked fiercely at the others rushing toward him!
In the blink of an eye, all four lay on the ground.
“Who sent you?”
Timothy squatted down, his face emotionless.
“Want to know? You can wait for death…”
Although the man in the white T-shirt had an arm broken, his tone was still defiant.
Timothy stood up, placing his foot firmly on the man’s other arm!
“Gregor Cooper! In the north of Easton City, Gregor Cooper!”
The man howled in agony.
Timothy took out his phone and dialed Claudius Hamilton’s number: “I need you to look up someone for me.”
…
West of the city, Copper Sparrow Terrace.
This is the largest entertainment venue in Easton City, with daily cash flow nearing ten million.
Three years ago, a person known as Luther Atkinson came here alone and turned Easton City upside down.
In the subsequent six months, Luther Atkinson spent a fortune to build Copper Sparrow Terrace.
And Luther Atkinson himself was extremely mysterious.
Very few people knew what he looked like, and no one even knew his name.
But there was one thing everyone was clear about: Luther Atkinson had a deep background.
At this moment, a Rolls-Royce slowly stopped at the entrance of Copper Sparrow Terrace.
“Sir, please come inside.”
The receptionist approached Timothy, smiling as he spoke.
They could only treat these rich second-generation clients with the utmost caution.
“I’m here to find someone.”
Timothy stood with his hands clasped behind his back, looking at the omnipresent surveillance cameras overhead.
“Sir, may I ask who you are looking for?”
The receptionist was somewhat puzzled.
Most who came here were seeking pleasure and fun.
Looking for someone?
He feared that Timothy had come to the wrong place.
“I’m looking for your boss; if I’m delayed, the consequences are not something you can bear.”
Timothy turned to the receptionist, making the latter’s spine shiver with cold.
It was as if he were being watched by a ferocious tiger, his heartbeat unavoidably quickening.
“Gregor Cooper, someone is looking for our boss.”
The receptionist didn’t dare delay, immediately going to the front desk and calling one of Luther Atkinson’s assistants, Athen Cade.
Half a minute later.
A big man followed by a dozen underlings came down from upstairs.
“Kid, you’re looking for our boss?”
Cade's bare-chested torso was tattooed with a black tiger.
“I’m looking for your boss, not you.”
Timothy looked up at him, his pupils shooting out a hint of cold light.
“Kid, our boss isn’t someone just anyone can meet!”
The voice of Athen Cade suddenly turned cold.
“Tell your boss to come see me.”
Timothy commanded with an unquestionable tone.
“Heh, you dare talk to me, Athen Cade, like that?”
In Easton City, the name of Athen Cade was known to all and feared by all.
As Luther Atkinson’s top enforcer, he was notoriously ruthless.
Bang!
Just then, Timothy threw a punch without any warning!
“Seeking death!”
Athen Cade sneered and threw a punch of his own!
But then, his complexion abruptly changed, and he stumbled backwards!
Crack!
A sound of breaking bones was heard; his hand bones had been shattered by that one punch.
“Tell your boss to come see me!”
In the blink of an eye, Timothy grabbed him by the neck with one hand and lifted Athen Cade up high.
“Who are you…”
Fear filled Athen Cade’s eyes.
What kind of monster was this, who could break his hand bones with a single punch?
“Who dares to cause trouble on my turf?”
A hoarse voice came from the stairs, followed by a rush of hurried footsteps.
“Gregor Cooper!”
Hearing the voice, Athen Cade became excited.
“Kid, do you know how to write the word ‘dead’?”
At the stairs.
A man in white, with a cigar in his mouth, slowly walked down the stairs.
Behind him, densely packed stood more than a hundred men in black attire.
“Got a lot of nerve? You even dare to teach me how to write.”
Timothy chuckled lightly, tossing Athen Cade casually to the ground.
“Ha, this is the first time someone has told me…”
But when he got a clear look at Timothy’s face, the white-clothed man’s cigar dropped from his mouth with a ‘clatter’ to the floor.
“Kid, this is Gregor Cooper of Easton City, you motherf…”
Smack!
Gregor Cooper slapped Athen Cade across the face, knocking him to the ground.
“Big brother!”
He could no longer contain the excitement in his heart and knelt on the ground with a thump.
No one knew what this meant! But he knew it very clearly in his heart!
It meant that his former big brother had regained his memory!
Three years!
He had stayed here for three years, just to ensure Timothy’s safety!
Hiss!
Everyone gasped in shock!
Who on earth was this young man!
He had actually made Gregor Cooper address him as big brother!
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