Making Millions With The Eyes Of God

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The villa’s door, unlocked, burst open. A gust of wind blew in. Five n masked men in black leather jackets strode in with sharp and shining daggers in their hands. The door shut behind them. Gilmore, who was sitting on the sofa, was instantly besieged. They were Dave Thompson and four of his men. Their mouths and noses were covered with black masks for fear of exposing their identity. To their surprise, Gilmore was strangely composed despite being surrounded. Generally speaking, if it happened to somebody else, he would feel panicky and shriek in fright. But Gilmore was unexpectedly imperturbable. He drank the water calmly without a trace of panic. Dave was astonished, admiring his calmness inwardly. He couldn’t believe Gilmore was so collected at this juncture, But he would make Gilmore beg for mercy later anyway. He figured that Gilmore was nothing more than a coward, pretending to be unflappable. He had met such men before after all. “Are you Gilmore Reed?” Dave asked. Only then did Gilmore put down the cup and look up at him. “You are Dave Thompson, aren’t you? A hint of shock flashed across Dave’s eyes. His men were dumbfounded. They thought, “Holy shit! How did he know our boss’ name without seeing his face!” mit his id But Dave would by no means admit his identity even if Gilmore had recognized him. “Dave Thompson? Who is Dave Thompson? Tell me if you’re Gilmore Reed,” he growled. Gilmore nodded. “Yes, it’s me.”

He looked Dave in the eye without flinching. “Tan Thompson let you come here, didn’t he? His words rendered Dave and his men slack-jawed. They thought, “How did he know?” “Fine. You seem confused. Let me tell you anything then. Gilmore sighed. Dave was more confused. He thought, “What is he trying to say? Did Ian Thompson tell you that I took his woman away? Dave remained silent, which proved that what Gilmore said was right. 099 Tue, Aug But it didn’t matter. What mattered was how Gilmore knew it. Dave had a feeling that he was nanipulated. Something icy crawled its way up his back. “Did he say I won two million dollars in a lottery and tell you to take away my money?” Gilmore continued. Dave rocked on his feet and almost fell to the ground, He was frightened into a cold sweat on his forehead. This was unbelievable! He couldn’t believe that Gilmore had known everything. He looked at Gilmore with an astonished expression. “How did you know these?” Gilmore smirked. “Ian Thompson told me.” “What?” Dave and his men were dumbstruck. “Why did he tell you?” Dave asked with confusion.. “Because he worries that you’ll fight over his father’s money,” said Gilmore. “No way! Uncle Stuart is hale and hearty. It’s too early to worry about his distribution of property,” Dave Said. Gilmore sneered. “Do you really think so? Are you really so naive as to think that Stuart ran around and pulled strings to get a lawyer for you purely out of familial ties?” “Or what?”

“Absolutely not! He tried so hard to get you out of prison just because he was diagnosed with terminal cancer.” “Nonsense! He’s in good health.” “You might not believe me, but you can sneak into his bedroom to find out the evidence. His diagnosis report is in an envelope under his pillow. It can prove what I said is right. “He was diagnosed three months ago. Ian Thompson has known it, so he’s afraid you’d fight with him over his father’s money. Gilmore’s words came as a terrible shock to Dave. But on second thought, he had to admit it made sense. In fact, before Stuart hired a lawyer to help him out, he had been imprisoned for ten years. Several months ago, he suddenly pulled his strings and spent much money in employing a lawyer for him. “Did he really do it just for me?” Dave thought. In addition, Stuart had rarely shown up recently, and he looked thinner and thinner somehow. He had figured that it must have been because of exhaustion. But now, he had to change his assumption given what Gilmore ud. Tue, Aug 20 Meanwhile, he was also astonished at how Gilmore knew it. 自气+93%曲 +5 “So what if you’re sight? Ian is Uncle Stuart’s only son and the only one who can inherit his property. Why would he bother to worry about it?” Dave asked. “That makes sense. He doesn’t have to worry about it if he’s Stuart’s only son. But the truth is you are also Stuart’s son!” “What?” Dave was appalled. His expression went straight up disbelieving- He thought, “How could I’m Stuart’s son?

I’m his nephew.” “It’s all because of your so-called father, Mark Thompson. He’s infertile, so your mother had an affair with Stuart, and he got pregnant with you.” Gilmore said evenly. her “But Stuart didn’t know you’re his son until your mom told him some time ago. So, he spared no effort to get you out of prison upon knowing his days were numbered. He wanted to leave half of his property to you.” Dave was dumbstruck. “If you don’t believe me, you can call your mom now and ask her. I’m sure she’ll tell you the truth,” Gilmore said levelly. Actually, Dave basically believed in his words. But he still took out his phone and dialed his mother’s number. It got through after two seconds. “Dave, why are you calling me so late at night? Is there something wrong?” A gentle voice from an elderly woman came. “Mom, I have something to ask you.” “What’s it?” “Uncle Stuart is my biological father, isn’t he? Am I his son?” A sudden silence dropped over the phone. Dave’s mother sighed after a while. “Dave, how did you know it? Yes… he’s your biological father.” Dave hung up the phone. This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.