The God of War Chapter 155
Jorge was going to write a word on Mr. Johnson’s face.
Noah tightly covered his face, letting the blood flow. His heart was full of regret.
He was too careless! He didn’t expect the rumored good-for-nothing son-in-law, a retired soldier who had practiced
military boxing for several years, to be so overbearing terrifyingly powerful.
Jorge had about twenty capable subordinates and two great fighters, but they did not even have a chance to resist.
Jorge wrote a word on everyone’s face.
Even Noah couldn’t get away with it.
What did this mean? This meant that if Jorge wanted, he could easily pierce through their throats with his pen and
kill them on the spot!
“Did you not hear what I said just now?”
Jorge looked into Noah’s eyes and spoke again, “My patience is limited. Call Mr. Johnson right now. Don’t even think
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Noah did not dare to refuse. He took out his phone shakily. He was xo.com fast updatehesitating. Suddenly, his
legs went soft. He knelt in front of Jorge and cried like he was dying. “Mr. Green, I’m sorry!
“I can’t reach Mr. Johnson. Mr. Johnson has retired and no one is allowed to contact him. We can’t reach him!”
“Is that so?” Jorge raised his eyebrows and nodded slowly.
It seemed that Mr. Johnson had nothing to do with the Welfare Institution’s matter. Noah was just Mr. Johnson’s
lackey, and he was nothing. “And the Welfare Institution’s matter.”
“Mr. Owen, the Welfare Institution is yours. Come and talk to him.” Jorge didn’t overthink. He said to Diego, who
was standing beside him with a shocked expression.
Diego did not dare to disobey Jorge. He carefully walked to Noah and asked tentatively, “Mr. Owen, the Welfare
Institution…”
Noah wailed! With Jorge present, how could he still want to occupy the Sunset Welfare Institution? How dare he?
“Mr. Owen, I was foolish in the past. I shouldn’t have wanted to occupy the Welfare Institution!”
After crying for a while, Noah stopped crying. He felt much more painful because of the tears on his face, and he
forced a smile at Diego, “According to the compensation standard, I should give you 60 million … No, 80 million! Mr.
Owen, I will give you 80 million. It doesn’t matter if the Welfare Institution is demolished or not. You have the final
say!”
Diego was satisfied. He bowed to Jorge, and his face was full of gratitude.
Diego didn’t expect that Noah, who used to be arrogant, would so easily give in because of Jorge. Noah’s men
couldn’t even have the chance to touch Jorge!
“There is one more thing.”
Jorge glanced at Noah’s face indifferently. “You just said that you wanted to have sex with my wife?”
Noah’s mind buzzed, and he was so scared that his hands went numb!
Noah indeed wanted to have sex with Roselyn, but now, he was so scared! “I’m a monster. I’m a bastard!”
Noah cried and howled. He fell to the ground with a cry and rolled back and forth in front of Jorge and Roselyn. “Mr.
Green, Ms. Easton, I know I was wrong. I really know I was wrong. Please forgive me and let me go!”
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faster on the ground, crying. He was extremely afraid of Jorge!
“Mr. Lam…”
Beside him, Jett was blind and could not see, but he could hear. He had vaguely guessed what had happened. He
trembled and his lips were a little dry. “You, you…”
“It’s all your fault!”
On the ground, Noah roared and pointed at Jett. He was pissed off. “You offended Mr. Green. I should kill you ten
times! Security! Catch him and kill him!”
With Jorge present, those muscular men and two fighters dared not to act rashly. They stood in place, trembling
with fear. Their faces were still bleeding.
“Roselyn, Mr. Owen.”
Jorge did not even look at these people. He said with a smile, “The matter with the Welfare Institution has been
resolved. We should go back.”
With that, he held Roselyn’s hand and walked out of the office with Diego.
What would happen to Jett?
Jett meant nothing to Jorge. It had nothing to do with Jorge