Wife is a Lawyer

Chapter 1367 Taking on Richards

"Well, it's kind of interesting, a smart guy."

Raylan's answer made Chaya very interested, and even more appreciative of Raylan, and more

interested in pulling Raylan into his own team.

With Adriana's trust in Raylannow, if she can buy Raylan and use him for her, the value Raylan will

create in the future will be immeasurable.

"Think about what I just said. After all, ...... here is Obren."

Chaya added, with a threatening note.

"Playing townie with me?"

Raylan's long, narrow, sharp eyes flashed with a cold light.

"Mr. Powell misunderstood, I Chaya has always been seeking wise people, not to mention William,

Richards and Peter have long been tied up, now that Peter is dead, Adriana's current situation is

inexhaustible, with your relationship with Adriana, you are bound to be dragged into it. As the saying

goes, 'those who know the time are the best', only if you choose me, it is the smart move."

With her words and analysis, it is hard not to be convinced.

Raylan nodded fervently, "That makes sense."

His thin lips pulled out a curve, smirking, "You think that with my power, Raylan and Archie and Ruth,

are no match for Richards?"

"That's for sure, you guys are strong together, Richards is naturally not your opponent. But if ......"

Chaya spoke with a pause, deliberately lengthening her tone, "They know that you are the one who

designed Peter's death by the formation. What do you think, you will end up with?"

Crossing the river.

She really does interpret this idiom to the fullest.

Raylan clutching a cigarette hand slightly tight, the cigarette was pinched deformed, the ashes floating

to the ground, the atmosphere at this moment more and more gloomy, depressing people some

breathless.

"As expected of the Obren patriarch, it's admirable that he will do whatever it takes to achieve his goal."

He nodded, "But don't you forget that I have Judith!"

After speaking, Raylan got up, brushed the dust that was not on his body, and said in a cold voice: "If

you do not see the money in three hours, you will collect the body for Judith."

As he spoke, he pulled out a note and leaned over to place it in front of Chaya's face.

Putting down the note, Raylan turned around and left without saying another word.

Chaya leaned back in her wicker chair and looked at the note on the table, which had a series of

account numbers written on it, but the payee was not Raylan's name.

He is ultimately a smart man, in order to be afraid of being followed to find out the account anomalies,

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After a while, Vihaan, who was guarding the outside, came in and, seeing Chaya's bad face,

immediately asked, "Raylan's face was ugly when he left just now, did we not have a deal?"

Chaya gripped the cane, looking forward, eyes empty and widowed, both eyebrows slightly folded, do

not know what is thinking.

"Patriarch, if you want me to say Raylan is an ungrateful thing, you are giving him face. Even if you

take him under your command, he will bite you back one day. It's just the end of the 'farmer and the

snake', if you ask me, there is no need to keep him around."

Vihaan said what was on his mind.

"Hmph, those who achieve great things don't stick to small things. What do you know."

Chaya grunted coldly, stood up with her cane and walked towards the outside.

As he walked, he said to Vihaan, "The account number on the table, go and send a billion dollars."

"One ...... billion?"

Vihaan corner of the eye a wild twitch, only to feel the patriarch out of the generous, really let him some

heartache.

But on second thought, sacrificing one Peter, one billion is really not much.

To know less he will give Obren guarding how much interest, conversion, earn is unimaginable.

Three hours later, Raylan received a message indicating that one billion had arrived.

But one billion, to Raylan, is not a big number.

Just as he was resting in the Witchystems pavilion, ready to call Chaya, the maid came in, "Mr. Powell,

Prince Richards and Mr. William are here."

"Let them in."

Raylan was suspicious and wondered what the two of them were doing over here.

"Yes."

The maid nodded, turned and walked out, and then walked in with both Richards and William.

Raylan is sitting at the table sipping tea, clutching his phone in his hand, not knowing what he is looking

at, in short, his face is a bit unhappy.

"Raylan? I heard that Peter died because of you?"

"Is this thing true?"

Richards and William two people came in, then directly asked about this, listening to their tone has a

few gloating meaning, even the face is not able to hide the color of joy.

Or rather, there is no happier person than William, and Richards always has a few heroic sympathetic

regret.

"Is that what you came over here to ask?"

Raylan put away his phone and put it in his inside suit pocket, his cold eyes skimming over to the two

men, "Sorry, no comment if this is what this is about."

"Hahahahaha, from what you say, it's true? But you guys are good enough, we know the news of

Peter's death, but still haven't found the hospital where he is, so you're not going to play dead with us,

right?"

William a skeptical posture, a strong hope that Peter died, but now not seen Peter's body, more or less

disbelief.

" Who are you pretending to be? If you hadn't joined Emilio to set up Ruth, how could we have gotten

into this situation today?"

Raylan jerked up, hand to the back, a pistol in his hand, raised his hand, pointed straight at the two,

"originally Peter's posterior delay, I did not have time to find you, since now sent to the door, do not

blame me not to show mercy."

He said, banging a shot straight out.

"Prince beware."

Richards' entourage, who was guarding him, pulled him to a stop, blocking Richards' face and injuring

his arm.

William and Richards two scared face, but look at each other, suddenly feel that Peter's thing must be

true, otherwise to Raylan's nature will not suddenly out of control angry.

"Unbridled, how dare you lay your hands on our prince, do you not want to live?"

The wounded attendant bellowed.

The sound of gunfire alerted people outside, and within a few moments a number of people poured in,

pointing their weapons directly at Raylan, " Take him down!"