Love Strategy: CEO He is Really Scheming!-Chapter 662: Arrive Late and Collect 3 Corpses!

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Chapter 662: Chapter 662: Arrive Late and Collect 3 Corpses!

Nico Haynes watched as Wells Morales inched closer to Ariel Morris, and in his panic, he smashed Clayton Teston’s phone onto the ground! Not caring about Clayton’s phone, Nico immediately took out his own and dialed Dawn Sutherland’s number.

As soon as the call connected, Nico roared, "Second Young Master Sutherland! Get over here, quick! There’s trouble! Notify Boss Seys! Someone’s trying to mess with his wife!"

After shouting, Nico didn’t bother listening to what Dawn was saying on the other end, and he sprinted out!

Clayton realized something was wrong too and immediately grabbed Nico, "Don’t be rash! What is going on? Is one of those two really your wife?!"

Nico exploded, "My wife, my ass! She’s not my wife, but she’s more important than my wife! If anything happens to those two today, I’m freakin’ gonna get diced into mince!"

If anything happens to Ariel Morris and Daisy Grant, Boss Seys and Second Young Master Sutherland will chop him up for sure!

"You’re just going like this? That room’s full of people! Are you going to get yourself killed?" Clayton scolded.

Nico turned around, grabbed a few beer bottles from the coffee table, exuding a gangster vibe, "Today, I’m risking it all!" Nico yelled at his phone lying on the coffee table, "Second Young Master Sutherland, get here fast! If you’re late, just come collect the bodies of me, Ariel Morris, and Beauty Grant! Damn it! Today I’m really going all out for my brothers!!"

Holding onto the bottles, Nico shouted at Clayton, "Tell Second Brother Sutherland on the phone the address here! Clayton! Get a few security guards to come with me! Do you even know who’s in trouble? That’s my boss’s wife! If anything happens to her here, I’m warning you, Clayton, don’t say I didn’t alert you as a friend! You’ll be damned if you think you can still stay in City C!"

Finishing her yelling, Nico dared not delay anymore, charging downstairs alone.

Clayton was still stuck in Nico’s words, not snapping out of it.

In City C, the fearless Young Master Haynes Nico Haynes always gave no face to anyone, always with an irreverent attitude. But people who have dealt with Nico know he has two friends, more like brothers, tighter than real siblings, a true trio! If there’s someone Nico Haynes respects and pledges allegiance to, whom he calls "boss," it’s the Crown Prince of the Seys Family, Arlo Seys!

The Crown Prince of the Seys Family’s wife caught by Wells Morales in his bar’s private room intending to assault her? 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

If that actually happened, wouldn’t the Seys Family kill him, the bar owner?!

Clayton’s eyes widened in realization, and he urgently shouted at Little King, "How many security guards are in the shop now? Call them all up to help Young Master Haynes save the person!!"

Little King shivered, "Are you sure? Boss, the person downstairs is Wells Morales! Are we really going to go against Wells?!"

Clayton smacked Little King on the back of the head, "Go quick! Why so much damn talk! A step late and I’ll kick you all to death!"

Little King shivered and went to notify the security, while Clayton picked up Nico’s phone and heard Dawn’s urgent inquiry about the specific location. He quickly responded, "Second Young Master Sutherland, my bar is on Sunny Street, the bar’s name is ’Dynasty Court’. If you’re coming with Young Master Seys, it’s best to mobilize a squad of SWAT officers. You’re up against no ordinary person this time; it’s Wells Morales, the boss of the Restricted District!"

After saying this, Clayton hung up the phone, tossed it onto the coffee table, and immediately went outside intending to help.

At the entrance, Clayton realized going to a fight empty-handed was really missing something, lacking a sense of security. He immediately turned back, mimicking Nico, grabbing two bottles of wine from the coffee table as weapons!

Looking at the stuff in his hands, Clayton felt a pang of regret! Thousands of bucks for a bottle of red wine, damn it, he’s carrying them to a fight!! Once smashed, it’s not wine but his own blood that’s spilled...

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