The Centillionaire Heir

Chapter 42 — Movement

"Sir Laufey, I came as soon as I got your call!" Lucian said subserviently as he bowed his head towards Mr. Murrock, who was seated inside a gazebo in his garden.

Lucian had just been doing his early morning meditation when he recieved the former's call. He had quickly abandoned what he was doing and rushed over.

He couldn't help but grow curious in his mind. What did Mr. Murrock need that he had to give him a call that early in the day.

"That brat named Oscar. Have you managed to dispose of him?" Mr. Murrock asked, not bothering to mask his annoyance.

After suffering a beating from Mr. Connor, he had to isolate himself indoors for two whole days to treat his injuries. He even spent a hell lot of money to hire a Divine Physician.

As for those who witnessed his shameful humiliation, he had some of his subordinates silence.

All these combined together fraustrated him deeply.

"About that" Lucian scratched his chin awkwardly.

"The target proved harder to deal with than I expected.