FreeGoodNovelChapter 303 Atlas man quickly said, Mr.
Giordano, please calm down.
These photos are from an unknown source and might not tell the whole story, and we should investigate first.
Besides, Mr.
Moore is our ally, and if we let this scandal tear us apart wouldnt that play right into our enemies hands? Atlas snapped out of his rage and nodded repeatedly.
Youre right! I almost lost my head.
there.
His expression darkened as he realized these photos were likely Natashas or Dylans handiwork, meant to drive a wedge between him and Finley.
Dylan, Natasha, youre both quite devious, he muttered through gritted teeth.
But unfortunately for you, Im not so easily manipulated.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe silently vowed to deal with them both as soon as possible.
Just then, another of Atlass trusted men burst in looking even more distressed than the man before.
Atlas frowned.
What now? Why does everyone look like theyre at a funeral? The mans face was grimas he reported, Mr.
Giordano, I just received word that Mr.
Moore and Ms.
Fuller are ... Atlass eye twitched.
Are what? Theyre ... at the Rhodes family hotel ... in bed together! the man finally forced out.
Atlas barely contained rage exploded as he jumped to his feet.
What did you say? Mr.
Giordano, t this might not be true please stay calm, the man stammered.
The other guy quickly jumped in.
Mr.
of Mr.
Moore and Ms.
Fuller, and now ordano, we just received those intimate photos a coincidence.
news about them having an affair its too much of Atlas clenched his fists, his face twisted with fury Coincidence or not, anyone who dares to cuckolddeserves to die! His men exchanged worried glances, knowing Atlas was clearly beyond reason and trouble was brewing.
Before they could say more, Atlas had already dark out his phone and dialed with a expression.
Were sorry, but the number you have called is currently unavailable.
Please try again later.
Atlas tried twice more with the sresult.
Yvonne, you worthless tramp, he snarled.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHe had explicitly ordered his mistress to keep her phone on 24/7 for him.
He had spent a fortune on her, and if she could not even meet this basic requirement, he would have kicked her to the curb long ago.
Mr.
Giordano, perhaps Ms.
Fuller has surgent matter to attend to? Maybe try calling later? R suggested nervously, his man alarmed by Atlass increasingly murderous expression . Her only urgent matter should be serving! Atlas roared, his eyes blazing.
She dares to ignore my calls? She must have a death wish! He then tried calling Finley, only to find his phone was turned off too.
Atlas could not sit still any longer.
Get the men ready.
Were going to the Rhodes family hotel right now! Mr.
Giordano, with your status, why dirty your hands personally? This could be ally 3 Tasha! Are a trap set by Dylan or Natasha ! Are you deaf? I said get the men ready! Atlas exploded.
Im the king of the Northern District, Jayrodales top dog not sm pushover or coward! Do you think I can swallow this insult of someone messing with my woman?
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