Novel Palace
Chapter 504
Chapter 504
“You got any clue who our boss is? Scoot over, or you're gonna bite off more than you can chew! Don't
think we're scared just because you get numbers. We get backup around the corner!”
The threats coming out of these killers lost all their bite, sounding almost comical instead.
Astrid gave a playful slap on the backs of Parrish and Naylor, who were shielding her. “Heh, step aside
boys, let me handle this.”
Parrish and Naylor shuffled to the side, and Astrid strutted forward two paces.
But then, the thugs in black suddenly bent over, straightening up to shout, "Mrs. CEO, good evening!"
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Astrid was at a loss for words.
The words were crisp and forceful, startling the evening birds perched in the trees into flight.
The killers were shaking in their boots.
Parrish cocked his head, “Astar, you’ve got some serious clout. Where did Mr. Lampard pick up these
skills? Care to give me a few pointers?"”
“Stop talking nonsense,” Astrid chuckled as she glanced at the cowering killers and sauntered over,
extending her hand to one of them, “Hand it over.”
The killers, already cowed by the imposing bodyguards, whimpered, “Hand over... what?”
Astrid replied, “Your phone.”
The killers hesitated.
The bodyguards roared in unison, “The phone!”
“Alright, here’s the phone,” the killers muttered, despairing. They had scoped the place earlier, and
Astrid and Elio had no bodyguards with them, which allowed them to blend in easily.
But how did so many bodyguards appear silently in one night?
There had to be a couple hundred of them. If it came to blows, they were dead meat.
A killer fumbled out his phone, trembling so much that it clattered to the ground. He quickly scooped it
up and handed it over to Astrid with both hands, “Here, for you.”
Astrid said, “Call Jay.”
The killer was shocked.
Bodyguards shouted an order, “Call Jay!”
With his heart pounding at the bodyguards' shouts, the killer, eager to save his skin, dialed Jay’s
number.
Meanwhile, in the Lampard family mansion...
Jay paced the room, anxious for news. Just as his patience wore thin and he was about to check in, the
killer's call came through. He snatched up the phone, “Well? Did you do it?”
“Oh yes, it's been done!” Astrid’s voice, laced with mirth, came over the line.
A chill shot up Jay's spine.
His whole body went cold. As he was about to hang up, Astrid said, “Oh, don’t be so quick to hang up!”
“You've gone to a lot of trouble to take me out. But honestly, you're not cut out to be the villain with that
brain of yours. I don't get why the Lampard family follows you. Is it just for money?”
Jay darkened his face, seething his voice, “Astrid, don’t get too smug. You won’t be laughing for long!
You think you and Elio will end up together? Let me tell you, it's doomed! Do you even know the truth
behind your mother's death? Do you think the Lampard family and the Brooke family are just
strangers? When the whole truth comes out, you’re going to loathe the man beside you!”
Listening to the tirade, Astrid turned to glance at the man by her side.
Elio looked down at her, his eyes warm and reassuring.