The Fearsome Dragon Warrior

Chapter 27

Andres York, leader of the Scarlet Dragons and one of the three major merchants in Lelderfield.

Jerry Locker and Willow Milgrim exchanged glances. There was no reasoning with this madman!

After a pause, Jerry nodded at the screen and said, "Okay, Black. It'll be better if you stay in the base. President Willow and I will handle things here in Paramount."

"Jerry is right." Willow raised an eyebrow. "The rules here in central are different from where you are. Killing will not solve anything here. Even though we might not be able to make all of Central District submit to us, but please believe that if Jerry and I combine forces, it shouldn't be too difficult to take care of the merchant families here."

"You better be right about that." Andres responded coldly. "In any case, you have a month. If the boss is not happy with you by then, my people will be there."

The screen turned black abruptly.

"This guy. Has no respect for anyone except the boss!" Jerry pouted.

Willow glanced at him, "I'd like to see you say that to his face!"

"You'll see that day soon!" Jerry gritted his teeth. "I don't think I'll be able to hold myself back from killing him. When the time comes…"

"Instead of making empty threats here, why don't you use this time to tidy up what information we have." Willow rolled her eyes.

Jerry puffed his chest out. "Don't worry. Give me three days and I promise you, I'll have Paramount under my thumb!"

At the entrance of the gated community, Jacob watched as Moira helped his daughter down the car. "Would you like me to escort you in? Also, do you know how to cook?" Jacob was reluctant to see them leave.

"Remember who you are!" Moira's features tightened. "You're just a driver I hired." NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

Fine. A driver. Jacob nodded. "Stay safe then. I'll see you tomorrow, Heidi."

"Okay! See you tomorrow, Mr. Mooney!" The little girl turned and waved at him.

Jacob watched until they disappeared from sight before starting the car and driving off.

He had barely driven two blocks when his phone rang. He quickly picked up when he saw it was his father calling.

"Jacob, are you free tonight?" Franklin asked. It sounded like he was in the kitchen.

"Sure, dad. What's up?" Jacob frowned.

"Nothing much. If you're free, would you like to come home for dinner? Hey put that down! I'll get to it!"

Jacob chuckled as he listened to his father talk. "Fine, I'll go home right now. Do you need me to pick up anything?"

"Nope. Just bring yourself." Franklin said breezily.

After forty minutes, Jacob finally returned home with a bottle of wine in hand. It had been six years since he last came home.

"You didn't have to bring wine!" Franklin suppressed his excitement at seeing his son as he took the bottle of wine from Jacob.

He was shocked when he looked at the bottle, "Chateau Lafite 1900!"

Suzie just came down from upstairs and heard what he said. "You're too old for wine! These youngsters lack sense. Are you going to join them too?" She teased.

Franklin went over to help her. "Suzie, you don't know what you're talking about! This is a Chateau Lafite! Anyone who knows a thing or two about wine knows that this is one of the best wines you could imagine! I wouldn't even dream of drinking it!"

Suzie scrunched up her nose. "Why have it if you're not going to drink it? It's just going to collect dust!"

Franklin knew his wife well. "Then would you like to know what the retail price for this bottle is?"