King's Awakening

Sign the paperwork?

Sherry Jones’ lips tightened as she struggled with the decision. Just then, Mori Jones walked slowly over to her and said gently, “Sherry, sign it first. I will find a way to get it back for you later.”

A look of sheer helplessness washed over Sherry Jones as she cast a questioning glance at White Mitchell.

White Mitchell, who had been silent all this time, slowly rose and walked straight towards Chris. He grabbed hold of the deed papers.

“Are you sure you want my sister to sign this?” White Mitchell asked, a playful smile playing on his lips as he looked at Blake Thomas.

Blake Thomas sneered at him, saying disdainfully, “Why waste words? This company was supposed to be mine. If it wasn’t for your manoeuvres, my company wouldn’t have been tricked by you.”

White Mitchell shook his head at this, a calm expression taking over his face. “Remember my words today. When you come to see me next time, bring with you the deed transfer agreement of the Thomas Group.”

Upon hearing his words, Chris and his son Zach burst out laughing, leaning over with laughter, as though they had just heard a hilarious joke.

“You learned to brag in prison? I’m dying of laughter here. Bring the Thomas Group’s agreement to beg you? Who do you think you are?” mocked Zack, letting out arrogant laughter.

“Mr. Thomas, just look at this guy, if we didn’t know any better, we’d think he was David Herb’s son. I think such a man should be taught a lesson, else he won’t comprehend the difference between heaven and earth,” Chris said, his words steeped in scorn.

Blake Thomas nodded in agreement. When he thought back to the humiliation he had faced at the auction due to White Mitchell’s threats, a flame of fury sparked in his heart.

Just then, noticing that the situation was about to get out of hand, Sherry Jones quickly strode over to White Mitchell and snatched the deed papers from his hand.

“White, let it go. Don’t argue with them,” she urged White, not wanting him to be humiliated because of her.

And so, without any further hesitation, Sherry signed her name on the deed transfer agreement.

After signing, she picked up the contract and handed it over to Blake Thomas, saying word-for-word, “I’ve signed the agreement. Are you satisfied now? Can you leave?” Satisfied?

Leave?

At Sherry’s words, Blake Thomas let out a cold laugh. He gathered the signed agreement and said tauntingly, “You’re dismissing me, Blake Thomas, just like that? Do you think so little of me?”

“Because of your earlier interruption at the auction, I lost the chance to cooperate with the Royal Group. This loss, isn’t it something we need to calculate?”

“You…” Sherry was at a loss for words.

At this, the Chris and his son mockingly replied, “Us? What about us? Are you questioning Mr. Thomas? Look at the situation your Jones family is in. To still dare to contradict Mr. Thomas’ words. You really want to die, don’t you?”

Even as they spoke, Zach raised his hand to slap Sherry. But just as it was about to land, it was abruptly and firmly stopped by something.

A loud thud echoed through the room before Zach could react. He found himself airborne.

All of a sudden!

Zach felt a violent shudder through his body. By the time he gathered his senses, he found himself sprawling in the villa’s yard, harshly thrown against the ground.

Ahh!!!

Zach cried out, feeling like all his bones were broken and could see only darkness. He instantly passed out.

This…

Seeing this, Chris was furious. He wanted to stand up for his son, but was repelled by a single glance from White Mitchell.

Next, with an indifferent expression on his face, White Mitchell slowly walked over to Blake Thomas. His commanding pose was like that of a majestically sovereign, casting his gaze upon mortals.

Whoosh!

After coming into direct eye contact with White Mitchell, Blake Thomas became so terrified, he could hardly sit still. His voice trembling, he stammered, “What… What do you want? Don’t… Don’t mess with me. If… If you hit me, even the Jones Family can’t protect you.”

“Why do I need the Jones Family to protect me?”

With those words, White Mitchell reached out his hand and grabbed Blake Thomas by the throat, lifting him off the ground.

Blake Thomas’ face twisted, his body shivering like he’d been plunged into an icy cellar. In his heart, he felt a wave of mortal fear wash over him.

“Don’t… don’t kill me…” At this moment, Blake Thomas was truly scared. He felt his life was hanging by a thread, controlled by White Mitchell, and was perpetually on the verge of death.

He did not want to die, begging desperately, his arrogant demeanor completely replaced by endless horror and uneasiness.

“Get your belongings and get out!” White Mitchell said impassively, before carelessly throwing Blake Thomas away.

Bang! Echoed another huge sound. Every member of the Jones Family looked at White Mitchell as if he was a killing god, too afraid to approach.

Gulp!

Chris, the only one left, swallowed hard. His heart felt like it was stuck in his throat.

The next moment, White Mitchell’s gaze slowly fell on him.

Shivers ran down Chris’s spine, a single glance filled with enough dread to make his hair stand on end. Hastily, he stammered, “I’ll leave, I’ll leave right now.”

After saying those words, Chris quickly left the Jones Family, not daring to look back even once.

After Chris had left, there was a moment of silence in the Jones Familv as everyone recollected themselves.

Snowden Jones was the first to speak, her face set in a cold grimace. “Grandmother, we’re doomed this time! The Thomas Family will never let us off!”

“And the Woods Family, what if this brat hits anyone from there too? Then aren’t we…” Amanda shivered uncontrollably.

The danger was close at hand.

No matter who White Mitchell hit, the Thomas Family wouldn’t care. All they knew was that White, the illegitimate child, was adopted by the Jones Family, thus he was a part of the Jones Family, and he hit people in the Jones Family home.

Whoosh!

Thinking of this, the Jones Family started regretting calling White Mitchell back. If they hadn’t, maybe they could have negotiated.

But this guy was a troublemaker who directly hit people, leaving their situation with no avenue for resolution.

It was a disaster!

Old Madam Jones was deeply saddened, but she didn’t dare confront White

Mitchell openly. She could only glare at Sherry Jones furiously and said,

“Sherry! Can’t you keep him in check? Do you really want to see him bring our Jones Family to ruins? Haven’t you had enough!”

Don’t forget, you are a member of the Jones Family, so is your father. If the Jones Family falls, can you live up to your father, the ancestors and descendants of the Jones Family?”

Just at this moment, from outside the door came another uninvited guest’s voice: “Where are the people of the Jones Family? Are you all dead?! Hurry up and hand over my wife!”

It was Finn Woods!

When Sherry Jones heard that voice, she unconsciously furrowed her brows. The image of a man weighing over 200 pounds appeared in her mind, making her face instantly turn serious..