I Have a Tycoon Granpa

Chapter 99 The Man Delivering the Money

However, Jordan and Grace ignored Fraser’s last sentence.

It was almost twelve’ o clock, but Jordan only got less then eight hundred thousand dollars.

“Son of a bitch! Why does Arlo want so much fucking money?” Boss Lam cursed.

Boss Lam just gave Arlo the money they got in cash to Arlo, but he smashed it at Boss Lam and said,

“Not Enough!”

“Grace, call Brodie again. When will he come here?” Boss Lam looked at Grace.

Grace got annoyed. “Why don’t you call him?”

“He won’t answer my call but yours.” Boss Lam flashed a smile at her.

“It’s for Aria.”

Then Grace reluctantly took out her phone as Jordan stared at her nervously.

“Where’re you?” Grace asked on the phone.

“Almost there. There’s a fucking traffic jam on the highroad now,” Brodie wined angrily.

“Hurry up, or you’ll never see me again.” Grace quickly ended the call.

Brodie got panic and ordered the driver, “I don’t give a shit about the fucking traffic rules. Just speed up

and drive me there now!”

…

At the same time, Fraser called Uncle Qian.

Fraser ordered, “Ask Steven to the Internet bar street and bring five hundred thousand dollars to Grace

Lam.

“Steven has resigned. You may want to ask someone else to do it,” Uncle Qian muttered.

“Why did he resign?” Fraser wined and said, “Okay, you ask someone loyal to send the money.”

He had nobody else to rely on except Steven.

He wanted Uncle Qian to send the money, but he’s busy with the business of the bar.

“Sure,” Uncle Qian answered.

“By the way, remember he must arrive there before twelve.” Then Fraser hung up.

Uncle Qian found a thin guy called Anthony.

“Come here, Anthony.”

Uncle Qian gave him a bag of cash. “Send it to Grace Lam in the Sleepless Town.”

Anthony felt confused. “Uncle Qian, why does the Lam family charge protection money from us?”

“It’s not the fucking protection money. Fraser gave the order.”

“Our young boss seems really into her.” Looking at the bag full of money, Anthony shook his head and

chuckled.

“Hurry up and send it to her. You must send it to Grace before twelve.”

“Give me her number, I’ll call her when I get there.”

“Shit! It’s my first time to send the fucking money to others,” Anthony wined.

Anthony used to collect money from others.

He arrived at the Sleepless Town after over twenty minutes.

Then he instantly called Grace.

“Hey, chick, I’ve got you the money. Where’re you?”

“You’re here?” Grace thought it was Brodie’s man who called her, and she said with a bad attitude, “Get

you ass here now in the Leisure Teahouse!”

Then she directly hung it up.

“Fuck! What a shit attitude she has! I come here to bring her the money, okay?” Then he drove slowly

toward the teahouse with the money.

Arriving at the teahouse, he found hundreds of hitmen there.

Anthony’s bows pressed together as he found there’s something wrong there.

The hitmen looked viciously unhinged with blades in their hands.

Which seemed like policemen waiting for some bad guy.

“What the hell is going on here?” Anthony thought to himself and got off his car.

Anthony knew Grace as she had been to the bar many times with Fraser.

Anthony walked up right to Grace and threw a bag of money at her. “Here’s your money.”

Grace checked the money and furrowed her brows.

Why was there only five hundred thousand dollars?”

Grace told Brodie to bring eight hundred thousand here.

Grace thought Anthony swallowed some of the money and questioned, “Where’s your boss?”

“Don’t know. I’m just a nobody.”

Anthony shot her with a hard look. “Is it alright? Going now.”

“Fine.”

Anyway, the money was enough to give to Arlo.

Jordan and Boss Lam brought the cash at the front door of the teahouse.

Boss Lam yelled, “Here’s your fucking money. Release Aria now!”

“Throw the money in,” Arlo said coldly.

Then Arlo and his men checked the money and brought Aria out. “The money is alright.”

“Give me Aria now.” Boss Lam’s brows drew together.

“Not yet.” Arlo shook his head.

“Fuck! Are you kidding me?”

“No, I won’t let go of Aria until we’re safe.”

“You have my word. Give me Aria and you’ll be safe.”

“Really? I don’t buy it as I know you too well.”

“Boss Lam, give me two cars to run away.”

“Don’t you have two already?”

“There’s no gas left in the cars. I don’t want limos. Ordinary cars are okay.”

“Like that one.” Arlo pointed to Anthony’s car.

Where Anthony was smoking.

Noticing Arlo’s pointing, he felt something’s wrong but he acted as if everything’s in his control.

“Let’s go!” Arlo motioned Aria to walk with him at Anthony. All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

“Dude, can I borrow your car?” Arlo asked.

After exhaling a smoke, Anthony glanced at Arlo. “Why? This is my own car.”

“What about this?” Arlo suddenly took out a gun and pointed it at Anthony’s forehead.

Anthony was scared to death as his cigarette slid out of his fingers. “A gun? Fine, just take it.”

“Too late, dude. Drive for us!” Arlo sneered and slid into the car.

When Arlo and Aria sat on the backseats, another one got on the car and sat the shotgun.

“Bro, I’m just an innocent passer-by. Why do you have to get me evolved in your conflict?” Anthony

smiled, embarrassed.

“Or you could take the car with you and let go of me. What do you say?” Anthony asked gently.

When he was about to get off, Arlo ordered coldly, “Sit down! Don’t move!”

“Or I’ll put a bullet in your fucking head!”

“No, bro! I’ll sit down.”

Anthony was horrified and trembled with fear.

Then here came a white Rover.

Brodie got off his car with a bag of cash and walked toward Grace. “Grace, it’s your money. I bring

more money than you need.”

“Don’t you see it’s already past twelve?” Grace snorted.

Then she suddenly froze and regarded Anthony. “Wait up! Isn’t he your hitman?”