Chapter 12 She is My Daughter
After hanging up the phone with Garth.
Billy took out his phone and dialed Winston’s phone number.
“Commander!” As soon as the phone rang, Winston answered it.
“Bring people to the club to clean the floor! Also, meet at the Thunder family Mansion in three hours.”
“Ah?” Winston was stunned for a moment before quickly responding loudly, “Yes, sir!”
Billy turned and walked towards the door, with Casey following along carrying Ainsley who had passed out again.
At the same time, outside the highest-grade private hospital of Enssea, a Mercedes-Benz business vehicle was parked not far from the entrance. Apart from Garth, there were the Thunder family’s manager and two strong men in the car, and Tasha who was unconscious lying in the back seat.
Garth, who had just hung up the phone, pulled a long face while sitting in his seat. He hadn’t been so angry for almost twenty or thirty years. It was unbelievable that someone dared to provoke him. He had already sentenced Billy to torture in his heart, and he must make sure he tasted the taste of a miserable death.
“Mr Thunder, should we go upstairs or not?” After a while, the Thunder family steward asked cautiously. He had already roughly heard from Garth’s phone call just now, and his heart was equally shocked.
“Return to Cloud City!” Garth took a deep breath.
“Got it!” The driver responded before hitting the gas and making a sharp turn.
“Get someone to find out who they are right away!” Garth instructed the manager.
“As you wish, sir. I already have someone looking into it.” the manager replied respectfully.
Shortly after, the manager’s phone rang.
“What’s up?” he answered.
Whatever was said on the other end caused his expressions to change several times in an instant.
“I see,” he said before hanging up two minutes later and reported to Garth. “Mr Thunder, it got kind of messy, the other party is not to be underestimated.”
“What do you mean?”
“Just received word that Neal has been killed. Not only him but also his four top fighters and over a hundred gang members.” The steward continued with hesitation in his voice.
“Hmm?”
Garth Thunder knew Neal well-not only was he personally formidable, but also everyone under him was no slouch either. Especially his four top fighters-each one more ferocious than the last-were all prominent figures in Cloud City’s underground forces. Moreover, Neal had a batch of highly lethal firearms in his possession. In Cloud City, besides the Thunder family, he couldn’t think of anyone else who had the courage and strength to kill Neal Hoffman.
“So you’re saying that the person who called earlier killed Neal?” Garth continued to ask after some thought.
“Yes!” The steward nodded and continued. “He was looking for Neal to inquire about the whereabouts of that little girl.”
“Did you find out how many people were with him?”
“Only another one.”
When he heard this news on the phone just now, he almost bit his tongue off. If it wasn’t for his trusted source on the other end of the line, he would have cursed him out immediately. He didn’t believe that only one of them took down over a hundred men under Neal’s command. However, he knew that his source wouldn’t joke around with something like this.
It seemed that the Thunder family had gotten themselves into big trouble this time.
“What? Are you sure?” asked Garth, incredulous.
“Yes.”
Garth let out a heavy sigh and said, “Call Franklin and have him bring all of our people in Ozin back to Cloud City right now, make sure they bring their weapons!” Also, have Duncan call back all the Thunder family members in Cloud City to the Thunder family Mansion!”
“Yes, Mr Thunder.”
“And call the heads of the Pena, Meyer, and Blount families. Tell them that the Thunder family has requested their presence with one hundred elite soldiers each at the Thunder family.”
The Pena, Meyer, and Blount families were the other three of the top families in Cloud City besides the Thunder family.
“Okay,” replied the steward as he picked up his phone to get started on Garth’s orders.
Garth then pulled out a cigar from his pocket and lit it before taking a deep drag after some thought. He then dialed his daughter’s number on his phone.
“Dad, are you in Enssea? What’s going on?” came Iris Thunder’s voice from over the phone.
“Ainsley is in trouble…” Garth spoke with a heavy tone.
Meanwhile, Billy led Ainsley into an empty tea house located off-the-beaten-path. The tea house had very little business as there wasn’t anyone else present when they entered. Casey took out a stack of hundred-dollar bills from his pocket and handed them over to pay for three hours’ worth of privacy at this location.
Then Casey threw Ainsley to the ground and delivered two hard slaps to his face. Ainsley coughed up some blood and regained consciousness, fear filled with his eyes as he looked at Billy and Casey.
“Who… who are you guys?”
“Does the Thunder family think they can do whatever they want here in Cloud City?” Billy sat down calmly and continued, “You’re willing to sacrifice another child’s life just so your daughter can have a heart transplant? I bet this isn’t the first time the Thunder family has done something like this.”
For Billy, now that Tasha was safe for the moment, he felt a bit relieved. He didn’t even consider how many people from the Thunder family would come after him. As King of the West, he did not fear ten families as powerful as the Thunder family, not to mention just one. If they dared to anger him, he could make them disappear with just a thought.
“What… what is your relationship with that girl?” Ainsley continued to spit out blood from his mouth.
“She’s my daughter.”
“What? Impossible! We’ve figured it out, she has no father, even her mother doesn’t know who her father is…”
Before Ainsley could finish speaking, Casey kicked him in the belly, causing him to collide with the wall pillar behind him. Several ribs in Ainsley were broken.
“Keep your mouth shut, or you won’t be able to live for three hours!” Casey threatened him.Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.
“How dare you… the Thunder family won’t let you go…” Ainsley responded with a difficult scream.
“Is that so?” Billy lit a cigarette and took a sip.
“If your family wants to let me go, you should still ask for my opinion. Do you believe that after today, there will no longer be the Thunder family in Cloud City?”