Kapitel 309: Chapter 309: I Don't Have Much Time Left

William Cole released Ruth Dawn, his eyes glinting with iciness, "Where's the contract?

Bring it out!"

"Heh, kid, you must be dreaming," Rosie Davidson sneered amusingly.

Even if he couldn't get Ruth, he would still make her pay him ten billion US dollars.

"Are you gonna give it or not?" William Cole took swift, decisive steps forward and grabbed hold of Rosie's collar.

Rosie was unfazed, his expression cool, "Kid, do you know where we are?"

"This is Nanth Mansion! The territory of the Patriarch."

"You dare to raise a hand in here? Sick of living already?"

"I dare indeed!" William Cole's face hardened as he darted to the nearby dining table. He grabbed a dining knife from it and held it against Rosie's neck.

"In a word, give up the contract or not?"

The sight repealed all the people present. Their expressions drastically changed.

"Has this kid gone insane?"

"Daring to raise his hand in Nanth Mansion!"