I Have a Tycoon Granpa novel Chapter 95

“Jordan! Help…”

The man lying on the ground screamed for help. He had been tortured badly.

His hands were cut off, and he was covered in his blood.

But Arlo still kept his composure as if he hadn’t been affected by the bloody scene.

“What do you say, Jordan?”

Arlo waved his hand, gesturing his men to drag the man out, which left a bloody trail on the floor…

“Don’t you dare to play dumb with me.” Arlo shook his head when he found Jordan silent.

“You know I’m losing my patience.” Arlo felt kind of disappointed.

“Fine. After I have the cup of tea, your wife will be the next in line.” His brows drew together and sipped his tea, saying, “It’s getting cool, and I have to speed up.”

Jordan was scared.

He had cut off others’ hands for innumerable times.

But when he pictured it that his wife’s hands were cut off on his mind, he had cold feet.

“What do you want?”

Jordan directly pointed out, “As long as you set free my wife, I can give you anything you want.”

“So, you mean you admit that you’ve defrauded me?” Arlo asked slowly.

“Yes.” Jordan nodded as he had no choice but to tell the truth.

The moment he saw the man in blood, he knew Arlo had seen him past.

The man whose hands were cut off was a local card shark in Donhey. Couple of days ago he asked Jordan to cooperate with him to defraud a filthy-rich guy. Then they’d split the money fifty-fifty.

In the first place Jordan wasn’t into it, but the card shark promised that Jordan would obtain at least 150,000 dollars.

Which aroused Jordan’s interest. But he knew for sure that it wouldn’t be that easy to get the money.

Jordan asked the card shark what the plan was.

The card shark told Jordan to provide the venue and play the shill. Besides, if anything went south, Jordan would be the scapegoat.

At that time, Jordan thought Arlo was a nobody but a filthy-rich moron, and he agreed on the card shark’s plan.

This small teahouse was one of Jordan’s properties.

And the so-called gamble turned out to be a long-planned hoax.

After getting the money, Jordan didn’t give a shit if Arlo would find out that he had been defrauded. After all, Jordan was the boss of Donhey.

But he never thought Arlo would be canning enough to kidnap his wife first.

“Jordan, why do you open a teahouse here? To set up hoaxes and elicit money? Or just because you like tea?” Arlo asked calmly.

Ignoring the question, Jordan said, “Dude, I didn’t know the card shark well. It was all his plan. I just solved problems for him.”

Arlo laughed out before Jordan could finish his words. “Well, I’m the problem, and come and solve me now.”

Arlo took out a dagger and threw it to Jordan. “Come on. Kill me. You’ve got a reputation for this.”

Jordan’s brows furrowed as Arlo had already seen him through,

“You know I won’t kill you. You’ve got my wife.”

Jordan sneered, “Pray tell, what the fuck do you want?”

Obviously, Arlo was a negotiation expert who concealed what he really wanted to eat up his mental guard.

And he had made it since Jordan had already broke down.

No matter what Arlo wanted, Jordan would give it to him.

Arlo calmly poured a cup of tea for Jordan. “Have a taste of the tea.”

“Hurry the fuck up!” Arlo growled.

It was the first time he scowled since Jordan came in.

Without any hesitation, Jordan quickly gulped down the hot boiling tea.

Hot and intolerable as it was, he had to drink it up.

“One more?” Then Arlo poured another one for Jordan.

Jordan gulped down it again, his eyes bloody-red, his throat hurting.

“One more.” Arlo poured a third one.

After gulping down the third cup of hot tea, Jordan clenched his fists so tight that his nails stubbed into his flesh, and his blood dripped onto the floor from his fists.

Arlo smiled contently. “What a tough man you are!”

“Could…could you…please let go of my wife?” Jordan asked huskily with his red and swollen eyes.

Arlo shook his head. “If I let go of her now, your hitmen will rush in and kill us.”

“So I won’t set her free unless I’m sure I’m safe.”

Arlo said, “You know what I mean.”

“Then tell me what to do.” Jordan couldn’t utter, and he grabbed a pen and paper to jot down a sentence for him.

Arlo nodded. “It’s simple.”

“I’m a gambler who really hates card sharks. Although you’re not one of them, you had helped him to fool me.”

“So I want your hands.”

Jordan picked up the dagger to cut off his hands, but Boss Lam suddenly showed up and stopped Jordan.

“You stupid jerk!”

“Without your hands, you’re screwed over,” Boss Lam gritted out.

Putting away the dagger, Jordan scribbled down a sentence for Boss Lam. “He’s got my wife.”

Boss Lam sputtered, “How could my sister give birth to a silly lad! You can find another girl to be your wife.”

“There are so many beauties in Donhey. Except my daughter, you can have whoever you want.”

“No girls dare to say ‘No’!”

Jordan jotted down another sentence. “I only want Aria.”

“Holy Shit!” Boss Lam was rendered speechless. “I thought you was a clever man. How come that you are a silly one in love?”

Arlo looked at Boss Lam and grinned. “Are you Boss Lam, Jordan’s uncle?”

“Who the fuck are you?” Boss Lam turned around and stared at Arlo coldly. “Just save the pleasantries to yourself.”

“As well as your hypocrisy. If Jordan did defraud your money, he’ll return it to you. Why do you have to be so cruel?”

“Don’t you want to get out of Donhey alive?” Boss Lam threatened.

“As you like.” Arlo gave him a half-smile. “My life and my men’s life depend on your orders.”

“Just so you know.” Boss Lam muttered, “Then Let’s talk about it.”

“Young man, you’d better cherish your own life, as well as your men’s. Don’t go to extremes.”

Boss Lam’s brows furrowed as he said demandingly, “You’ve got only ten minutes to tell me your conditions.”

“However, for the record, no one will get hurt. Neither my niece nor my niece’s wife.”

“Or I’ll kill you.”

“Even if you kill my niece’s wife, I’ll drink your blood and eat your flesh.”