The Quadruplets Are Mine?
Chapter 803

Chapter 803 Mr Ywain Demands Payment

Adam took the phone and glanced at the screen.

The number was saved as "W."

Adam frowned and answered the call.

"Mr. Adam." A low voice was heard.

"You can speak freely. There are no strangers around."

"It's like this," the person said, "The police have been searching for the owner of the Imperial Palace for the past two days. I'm just giving you advance warning."

"...I see. Thank you," Adam said.

"Bye for now."

"Wait," Adam said.

"Is there anything else, Mr. Adam?"

"That girl named Alana Lane," Adam said. "Is she with you?"

"Mm," the person replied. "She'll probably be locked up a few years after the indictment."

"Oh," Adam said and hung up.

The police have been hunting for the owner of the Imperial Palace, and Alana is locked up.

Looks like Abel has been busy. Why didn't Deathly Desire bring him death?

If this goes on, will Abel replace out that it's me?

Suddenly, Adam thought of someone.

Mr. Ywain from Sunny Avenue! Alana met him before.

If Alana says something about Mr. Ywain, will they pick up the clue?

I can't let that happen!

Adam beckoned to his assistant, who leaned close to him.

Adam whispered something in his ear. In the end, he drew a line over his own neck.

"Yes, Mr. Adam."

"There's also Mr. Ywain. It's not safe to keep him alive."

"So what about..." the assistant drew a line over his own neck.

"He can live," Adam said. "I still have a use for him."

"Aren't you worried that he might have loose lips?"

"If that's the case..." Adam whispered something into his assistant's ear.

"I see. That works." The assistant nodded.

Adam searched for Mr. Ywain's name in his address book. He was about to make the call when he received a call from Mr. Ywain.

Does he know I was about to call him?

Adam answered the call, and Mr. Ywain's loud voice was heard.

"Mr. Adam! How have you been?"

Well, my head was nearly split open, but you don't have to know.

"Heh, I'm fine," Adam answered with a smile. "I was about to call you, but you were two seconds faster."

"Haha!" Mr. Ywain laughed. "Great minds think alike! I had a feeling that you were going to look for me."

Adam was surprised. He really knows! Don't tell me he can predict the future!

Adam chuckled and said, "I see! Why do you think I'm looking for you?"

"Ahem!" Mr. Ywain stroked his beard. "For the 600,000 dollars, of course!"

600,000 dollars? What's that?

Suddenly, he remembered.

Is Mr. Ywain demanding payment for Deathly Desire?

Adam had been very busy, and he totally forgot about it.

"Haha!" Adam narrowed his gaze. "You're right! I was thinking of calling you because of that. I hope it's not causing you any problems with your finances."

"There's no rush!" Mr. Ywain said while stroking his beard.

I might need the money, but I can't sound desperate! How am I going to maintain my image if I did?

"If there's no rush, can you do me another favor?" Adam said. "I'll pay you for both jobs."

Mr. Ywain narrowed his eyes at the mention of another transaction.