Lord Death Is Now Back Home by Chris

Chapter 117

Which day was it today?

How came the Jefferson Family of the Pinkerton and the Jefferson Family on the East Coast both

here?

Was the Jefferson Family on the East Coast here to show off?

How dare they claim to take over the Jefferson Group?

Wendy frowned and asked, "Sam, what is this Jefferson Family on the East Coast?"

Sam respectfully explained, "Miss Jefferson, it is a branch of the Jefferson Family in the Pinkerton. I

heard that they had an inner strife before. They must have somehow heard the destruction and are

here to hog the properties."

To Sam, Chris and the rest of the Jefferson Family were just here to take advantage of the situation!

After all, the Jefferson Family in Pinkerton had collapsed.

The Jefferson Family had certainly become fat meat now.

Everyone wanted a bite.

But those people downstairs were just here to be laughed at.

Mr. Black sneered and then waved his hand, "Are you seriously bothering Miss Jefferson over this?

Just kick them out."

How hilarious.

They were certainly in no place to meet Miss Jefferson.

What were they thinking about competing for properties with the Jefferson Family in Pinkerton?

They were just asking for death.

"Wait a minute."

Wendy suddenly stood up and smiled indifferently, "Let's go to meet this Jefferson Family on the East

Coast!"

Well, they were also part of the Jefferson Family and ought to be wiped away.

After all, from now on, the Pinkerton will have only one Jefferson Family as the lead!

This leader will be Wendy!

At the same time, Chris was still standing at the gate of the Jefferson Group.

Chris said impatiently, "What is happening? When will he come out? Or I will just go in."

The formidable Lord Death was waiting for someone!

How can they deserve this?

Esther pulled Chris' hand and soothed, "Let's just wait a minute."

"Who are these people? How dare they barge into the company?"

At the very next second, Sam and Wendy went out.

Chris looked at Sam and asked, "Are you the head of the Jefferson Group?"

Sam held his head up high, "Right. I'm the general manager of the Jefferson Family. Um… President to

be precise."

"I don't care if you are the general manager or the president. We are here to take over the Jefferson

Group!"

Chris got out a contract and said to Sam, "This is a contract of the transfer of ownership. Richard

signed it before he died. Take a look at it. Let us process the paperwork right now."

Sam glanced at the contract and saw a crimson-red fingerprint.

It was not signed using red ink but blood. Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

Sam instantly got alarmed.

"You are the people from the Jefferson Group on the East Coast?"

Wendy suddenly came out and appeared to be condescending.

Chris glanced at Wendy and squinted his eyes, "Exactly. Who are you?"

Wendy answered, "I'm one of the Jefferson Family in Middleton. The Jefferson Group is our property

now. I will give you three days to compile the balance sheet and hand it to us. Or wait for your death."

"The Jefferson Family in Middleton? What the hell is that?"

Chris frowned.

Esther then walked over and explained, "Chris, my great-grandpa is one of them. He came to Pinkerton

and then founded the Jefferson Family, so the Jefferson Family in Pinkerton is a branch of the

Jefferson Family in Middleton."

Just that?

Chris was getting irritated.

He had always been the one to rob other people's stuff.

He had never been on the other side of the table.

He eradicated the Jefferson Family here and the Jefferson Family was the trophy.

Who were these people? Were they asking for death?

Chris got interested and looked at Wendy, "Hey, beauty. Want to take a bet with me?"