The Invisible Rich Man's

The Invisible Rich Man's
Chapter 487


Waylon stood up and shouted.


Stunned, Warrick and his men instantly stopped.


"Young man, are you asking for a death request as well?"


Warrick pranced towards Waylon, his face grim and black.


“Don't mess with him! Don't you know who Waylon's father is?”


Although Xella had felt the harshest reality in the world in these few years, she had never encountered anything like this before. When this incident broke out, the sense of security she felt for Jacky disappeared completely.


Looking at how things are going, it looks like Waylon handles things better compared to Jacky.


Despite being overwhelmed with fear, Xella feels the urge to reveal Waylon's family background in order to scare Warrick and his men.


“Pfft! Who's she?"


Before Xella could answer, Waylon grabbed his arm and gestured for him to shut up.


“Xella, I've told you before that I don't want to involve my father in my own affairs in the future. Get behind me. Doesn't matter. I'll solve this problem!”


answer Waylon.


“Ah? But Waylon..”


“Stand behind me!!”


Waylon snapped at Xella.


Xella nodded shyly. Despite being scolded, he suddenly felt a strong sense of security deep down in his heart.


He obediently stood behind her.


“Big War, my name is Waylon Leets. I started my own small company. I know how famous you are in the underground industry. My godbrother from Mayberry City also knows who you are.”


Waylon smiled at Warrick, trying to defuse the situation.


"Oh, so?" Warrick raised an eyebrow, pretending to be surprised.


Francesca, who was standing at the side, began to feel growing admiration and appreciation towards Waylon when she saw him handling things so calmly.


“Your godbrother also knows who I am? And from Mayberry City? What's name?”


Warrick paused for a moment before asking Waylon.


“Jaxon Sanders's. He was very powerful and influential in Mayberry City and Serene County. Everyone called him Jaxon the Great. Have you heard of him before, Great War?”


Waylon replied, smiling politely.


"What's? Jaxon the Great is your godbrother?”


His actions were absolutely convincing.


“Omong empty *t! Who's Jaxon? He's from the Mayberry Organization. How do you know someone like him?”


Warrick immediately questioned him.


In fact, Francesca also doubted her words. He felt suspicious for someone like Waylon to be well connected.


Plus, it was a big claim to say that Jaxon was his godbrother!


“Heh. You don't believe me, do you? If you don't believe me, I can always call my godbrother now and get him to talk to you in person! ”


Waylon replied calmly before calling out to Jaxon.


Of course, he had already told Jaxon about the matter before and asked for his help to act and pass on a message on his behalf.


His main purpose was simply to teach his enemy a lesson.


After all, since Jaxon had not managed to help Waylon last time, then he agreed to this favor today.


“Sister, are you busy? I'm having some problems .. oh, yeah. I'm at Johnsbury Bistro now. There's a guy named Warrick Yackel holding my friends and me!”


"What's? You near Johnsbury Bistro? So you're coming now?”


Waylon was overjoyed, unable to contain his excitement.


When they spoke by phone earlier, they had already planned for Jaxon to say a few words over the phone to Warrick. Unexpectedly, Jaxon would actually come here personally.


Waylon then hung up the phone excitedly.


“It's really Jaxon!”


As he said this, Warrick pretended to be very surprised. He even acted as if he was too afraid to make a move.


One of the conditions Warrick stated before he agreed to do acting for Waylon was so that he could befriend Jaxon through Waylon. After all, Warrick knew that Waylon came from an interesting family background.


Otherwise, he would not have agreed to take this action for her for no reason at all.


“Pfft! You are finally scared now ?! ”


Xella grunting.


He still felt angry that a group of men had just tampered with his phone.


A few moments later, the door opened again.


A young man wearing a neat suit and leather shoes stepped into the room.