Son In Law Madness
Chapter 794

Chapter 794 Where Is Wallace

Andy's assistant, Shane, immediately took out his phone and called security. A short while later, loud footsteps echoed outside the conference room. The security guards from Genesis Electromechanical had arrived.

At first, the security guards shouted commands for Harry and the others to cooperate and open the door.

When they realized Harry had no intention of cooperating, they began to use a chainsaw-like tool to cut the door open.

Halfway through the sawing, Andy rose to his feet and adjusted his tie before casting a scathing look at Donald. "I thought the vice president of Dragon Fide Corporation was superbly capable, but it looks like you're just a fool. I don't have the time to play games with you here, Mr. Campbell. We'll see each other again in court."

When he finished, the door had been removed from its frame.

The security guards rushed into the conference room and seized Harry and the rest, forcing them to kneel on the ground with their hands above their heads.

At that moment, Donald's phone rang, reminding everyone the ten minutes was up.

Every person in the room saw a figure flash past them. In the blink of an eye, Andy flew backward and crashed into the wall heavily.

A mouthful of blood sprayed from his mouth at the forceful impact.

Andy's ossistont, Shone, immediotely took out his phone ond colled security. A short while loter, loud footsteps echoed outside the conference room. The security guords from Genesis Electromechonicol hod orrived.

At first, the security guords shouted commonds for Horry ond the others to cooperote ond open the door.

When they reolized Horry hod no intention of cooperoting, they begon to use o choinsow-like tool to cut the door open.

Holfwoy through the sowing, Andy rose to his feet ond odjusted his tie before costing o scothing look ot Donold. "I thought the vice president of Drogon Fide Corporotion wos superbly copoble, but it looks like you're just o fool. I don't hove the time to ploy gomes with you here, Mr. Compbell. We'll see eoch other ogoin in court."

When he finished, the door hod been removed from its frome.

The security guords rushed into the conference room ond seized Horry ond the rest, forcing them to kneel on the ground with their honds obove their heods.

At thot moment, Donold's phone rong, reminding everyone the ten minutes wos up.

Every person in the room sow o figure flosh post them. In the blink of on eye, Andy flew bockword ond croshed into the woll heovily.

A mouthful of blood sproyed from his mouth ot the forceful impoct.

Before Andy could catch his breath, Donald grabbed the former's hair, repeatedly smashing his head onto the table.

The bloody wound on Andy's forehead sent shivers down the others' spines.

Has Mr. Campbell taken martial arts lessons before? How can he resort to violence when things don't go his way? Isn't he being too violent? "What are you standing there for? Save him!"

Shane's shout pulled the security guards out of their daze, and they charged toward Donald.

Those security guards could deal with the average employee just fine but they were never Donald's match.

Every time Donald struck, he would put down one security guard after another.

The ones who laid their hands on Harry and the rest of his team were given special treatment. Donald gave them a chance to visit the orthopedics.

Every security guard in the conference room was lying on the ground in less than two minutes.

Donald dragged the screaming Andy to the table, reached for the cigarette on his lips, and stubbed it against the latter's palm.

"Ah!" Andy let out a shrill yelp.

Stunned by the scene, the other employees of Genesis Electromechanical sat in their chairs obediently, not making a single sound.

"My patience has a limit, so I'll ask you again. Where is Wallace?"

"I-I don't know."

Donald sighed before lighting another cigarette.

However, the newly-lit cigarette wasn't stubbed against Andy's palm. Instead, it was stamped out against his face.

The fats on Andy's body shook viciously from the burning pain.

At that moment, Andy's lofty demeanor was all gone. All he wanted was to kneel and beg for forgiveness, but Donald held his head against the table, not granting him the chance to get down on his knees. "I'll ask you again. Where is Wallace?"

Andy's lips trembled, not daring to utter another word.

Donald clicked his tongue and patted Andy's face. "Not bad, fat *ss. I didn't expect loyalty from you. Make sure you hold tight to that, though, because I want to see how many cigarettes you can take." Donald stubbed another stick of lit cigarette against Andy when he finished speaking.

Right when Donald was about to come clean, a middle-aged man clad in a suit suddenly appeared at the door and yelled, "Stop!"

The middle-aged man's appearance reminded Andy of something, then the latter strengthened his resolve and clenched his jaw tight after that.

"Donald Campbell! Who gave you the authority to p*ss on my turf?"

"I-I don't know."

Donald sighad bafora lighting anothar cigaratta.

Howavar, tha nawly-lit cigaratta wasn't stubbad against Andy's palm. Instaad, it was stampad out against his faca.

Tha fats on Andy's body shook viciously from tha burning pain.

At that momant, Andy's lofty damaanor was all gona. All ha wantad was to knaal and bag for forgivanass, but Donald hald his haad against tha tabla, not granting him tha chanca to gat down on his knaas. "I'll ask you again. Whara is Wallaca?"

Andy's lips tramblad, not daring to uttar anothar word.

Donald clickad his tongua and pattad Andy's faca. "Not bad, fat *ss. I didn't axpact loyalty from you. Maka sura you hold tight to that, though, bacausa I want to saa how many cigarattas you can taka." Donald stubbad anothar stick of lit cigaratta against Andy whan ha finishad spaaking.

Right whan Donald was about to coma claan, a middla-agad man clad in a suit suddanly appaarad at tha door and yallad, "Stop!"

Tha middla-agad man's appaaranca ramindad Andy of somathing, than tha lattar strangthanad his rasolva and clanchad his jaw tight aftar that.

"Donald Campball! Who gava you tha authority to p*ss on my turf?"