Doted by Many: I became the Top-Tier Celebrity!-Chapter 88: Third Master Has a Hundred Ways to Deal with Me
Possible, this man is cruel enough.
She reached out, wanting to push away Martin York’s hand, and suddenly touched his fate.
This calculation made her slightly shocked.
Looking at this flushed, pig-headed man.
Heh.
Still unaware that his death is near, even gods can’t save him.
She deliberately pinched Martin York hard.
Martin York cried out in pain, "Bitch!"
After the roar, he fiercely shoved Tiana Thorne away.
Tiana Thorne fell onto the sofa where Jameson Shaw was sitting, at a very close distance to him.
Martin York hurriedly rubbed his hand, cursing under his breath, his mind racing with the thought of strangling her.
Tiana Thorne hid next to Jameson Shaw, speaking in a low voice meant only for the two of them, "Sir, if you want to deal with me, there are a hundred ways. There’s no need to let him cause trouble here."
Meanwhile, Martin York continued to curse as he walked over.
Tiana Thorne spoke again, her lips curving into a cold smile, "In less than ten minutes, he will surely drop dead on the spot. Do you believe me, sir?"
Jameson Shaw’s phoenix eyes narrowed slightly. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖
Interesting.
At the same time, Martin York’s hand had reached Tiana Thorne’s neck.
Tiana Thorne did not resist; she was gambling.
Sure enough...
"Stop."
Jameson Shaw spoke up.
Martin York was taken aback, his face full of rage, "What do you mean by this?"
Jameson Shaw raised his phoenix eyes slightly, charming yet cold and ruthless, "This woman, feel free to play with as you like."
Martin York felt satisfied then, wanting to properly punish her when suddenly, Jameson Shaw spoke again.
"However, she harmed a friend of mine. Before that, President York, give me ten minutes to ask her some questions."
"Jameson Shaw, what the hell do you mean? Do you not want the land in the West Suburbs anymore?"
Jameson Shaw squinted his eyes, the coldness spreading out, yet still smiling, full of roguishness.
He extinguished his cigarette with a low voice, "Take your hand off."
"You..."
Jameson Shaw stood up directly, "I’m saying this for the last time, take your hand off."
Martin York was intimidated by his aura. The Shaw family is not to be messed with, simply because Jameson Shaw wants the land in the West Suburbs, which is his.
That’s why he’s been polite for so long.
He considered it and temporarily let her go.
Just ten minutes.
He grinned, the fat on his face squeezing together, and said with a smile, "Alright, just ten minutes. We can’t let a woman come between our peace."
Jameson Shaw glanced at Tiana Thorne and turned to walk outside.
Tiana Thorne followed suit, turning around with a satisfied smile.
A woman who can predict others’ death, does that intrigue Jameson Shaw?
Once outside, closing the door.
Tiana Thorne slowly tidied her messy long hair and loose dress.
Then, she looked up at him, revealing a fairy-like smile, "Thank you, Chief Shaw, for saving my life."
Jameson Shaw curled his lips slightly, his phoenix eyes filled with severity, "I only gave you a chance to live ten minutes later. ’Saving your life’ is an overstatement."
He was smiling, roguish yet charming, but capable of speaking with such ease and cruelty.
As expected, none of the Shaw family’s brothers are easy to deal with.
Tiana Thorne showed no sign of fear, raising an eyebrow, "Perhaps, after ten minutes... No, only five minutes remain."
Speaking, her smile turned sweet, "In five minutes, Chief Shaw might even thank me."
Jameson Shaw laughed, a trace of contempt in his narrow phoenix eyes, "Thank you?"
