The Heiress Strikes Back

88 A Debt Come Knocking

Just as everyone was thinking about what had happened, a big-bellied man with red hair walked in. His face was covered with burn scars, and he looked around the hall before saying, “Boss, the hotel is opening for business. Why didn’t you inform us beforehand? Are you looking down on us brothers?”

Francis’s face turned pale as he forced a smile. “This, this... What are you guys trying to do?”

“What’s going on?” Kerry and Fred’s voices sounded at the same time. They looked at Francis in surprise. The man in front of them seems to know Francis.

Francis broke out into a cold sweat. I agreed to marry Kerry because the old man was willing to fork out the money for us to open a hotel together. Now that the hotel is in my hands, I know how to get rid of Kerry so that I can sell the hotel and earn some money. Who would’ve thought that these debt collectors would come knocking on our door now!?

The man with the burn scars grinned. “You can do business here, but you can’t...”

Before he could finish his words, Francis hurriedly ran and nearly fell down.

Looking at him, the scar-faced man continued, “Tell me how to resolve this. Otherwise, don’t blame me for being rude. I’ll make you pay the price today!”

Francis seemed to have understood something and was unable to catch his breath. Kerry reacted in time and quickly held him.

“Francis, what do these people have to do with you? What exactly did you do?” Kerry looked at her fiancé, not knowing what to say.

Francis broke out into a cold sweat. I don’t know what to say at all. If I say this in front of Grandpa, I will probably be finished.

“I’ll give you five minutes to consider whether or not you can take out the thing according to the agreement.” The man fiercely glared at Francis as if he were going to force the latter to make a decision. “If you can’t, I’m afraid this hotel will change owners!”

Everyone present sucked in a cold breath of air. What is going on? They want the hotel right from the start? Are they trying to snatch it?

Horace suddenly stood up. He felt that this was an important moment to regain his dignity, so he walked up to them and sneered. “Which gang are you from?”

Hearing his words, all the young men laughed out loud.

The man in the lead said ferociously, “Who do you think you are? How dare you let me introduce myself to you?”

“My dad has a lot of connections in New York. Believe it or not, I’ll get him to call your leader and see what you guys do then!”

When he heard this, the man was indeed stunned for a moment. Then, he looked at Horace’s face with some fear, and his tone became more probing. “You really know the leader?”

“Of course!” Horace raised his voice. “Get lost if you don’t want to die.”

“Sure. If you can really find someone in the underworld, let him be the judge. This kid owes me money, so I can’t take it back? If you can’t hand it over, I’ll cut off your hands and feet.”

“Horace... help me contact him! I beg of you, please!” Francis was completely different from before. His tone was filled with strong intentions of begging.

“Wait a minute...” Fred’s voice rang out. “This b*stard owes you money? How much does he owe you?”

“Oh, the old man still doesn’t know?” The man with the scarred face laughed coldly. “This kid came to our underground place to play with women. I’m afraid even the lady boss has never seen him with so many tricks. He accidentally played a little beauty under me to death and caused me to lose a money tree. Naturally, he has to compensate me. Otherwise...”

Fred almost fainted upon hearing this. I didn’t expect my grandson to do something like this. Where am I to put my face?