Super Spender Chapter 193 – Chapter 193: Chapter 188: Killing in Seconds (Middle)

Chapter 193: Chapter 188: Killing in Seconds (Middle)

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When Bing Wilson saw the video on the screen, cold sweat broke out instantly, especially when he saw the other files behind the video player. He almost blacked out. He had no idea how these videos were leaked, but he had never filmed any of them.

The question was, how did they end up in someone else's hands? If these videos were only of him and a few second- and third-tier actresses, then the other photos, account data, real estate data, all made Wilson break out in sweat and shake like a sieve. If these things were to leak, Wilson knew what the consequences would be.

“Mr…Mr. Lewis, what… what do you want?” Wilson barely managed to stay calm. Since Finn Lewis had these things in front of him rather than directly delivering them to the prosecution department, it meant there was still a chance to fix things. Unless he wanted to go to jail and give up his current life, he had no choice.

“What do I want? I ask what you guys want! How dare you go after my future wife? You think no one can touch you?” Finn Lewis slammed his hand on the table, raising his voice by an octave.

The sudden loud volume and the cursing from Lewis made Wilson tremble, but he caught quite a bit from Lewis's words. Future wife? A woman? And since he was looking for him, it obviously had to do with a celebrity, a celebrity they were recently targeting.

The first person that came to mind was Kay Lee.

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“Is it…is it Miss Kay Lee?” Wilson stammered out. He had no choice but to be afraid. Lewis had incriminating evidence on him. Those, who had enjoyed a good life, are always reluctant to give up the luxury, and Wilson knew firsthand what his end would be. But once those items were in Lewis's hands, what else mattered? As for the wishes of those who gave him money? What does that compare to his position?

“What do you think?” Finn Lewis sneered, raising his head to glance at him before continuing indifferently, “NetEase, I've already bought it. I can tell you very frankly that appointing Kay Lee as the ambassador for NetEase's new game was my idea. Now, do you understand?”

“Un…understood, understood.” Wilson nodded like a pecking chicken. If he didn't understand by now, he would be an idiot. At this moment, Wilson cursed internally at Redfield Group. They said Kay Lee had no other backgrounds? Could this be considered 'no other background'? Although he didn't know who Finn Lewis was, anyone who could obtain so much incriminating evidence on them in such a short time couldn't be without formidable background.

Damn it! What would it look like if they did have a background? Would they annihilate competitors in an instant? But what was the difference between this and an instant annihilation? It was less than 24 hours since they sent the announcements to YVY, and their opponents have directly confronted them. It was common knowledge that Kay Lee had a strong backing, and Wilson had expected that someone might try to appease them.

But what Wilson did not expect was that instead of appeal, the opponent directly came with such an aggressive posture. It wasn't appeal anymore, it was more like an ultimatum: either do it and keep your position or go to jail. What choice was there to make?

“Very good, then Mr. Maxwell, please call this person. I believe Mr. Maxwell must have his contact information.” Finn Lewis spoke indifferently. As Lewis spoke, a name appeared on the computer screen in front of Wilson. When Wilson saw the name and the contact information below, he couldn't help but give a bitter smile.

Of course, he had the contact details as the person too was part of his department. After a moment's hesitation, Wilson dialed the number. As soon as the call was connected, Wilson began talking. Lewis didn't pay attention to what he was saying, just sat in place waiting.

The other party arrived pretty quickly, roughly half an hour later, appearing in Lewis's sight. Just like Wilson, after the display of documents in Lewis's hand, the man didn't have any chance to resist either.

Like this, one person called another. Finn Lewis just sat quietly there, watching as more and more people filled the room, until dinner time, almost an entire table was filled with people, without any exceptions. How was he supposed to play this?

However, seeing all these people gathered together, Finn Lewis was somewhat shocked. At least, Redfield Group could influence so many big shots, no wonder their power was so strong. But now, these people, without thinking, knew whose side to stand on.

“Number 1, how many are left?” Finn Lewis looked at the time and asked.

“Young Master, there are still seven people left.” Number 1 glanced at the computer and replied. The other officials in the room broke out in cold sweats as the number of people in the room increased, their fear growing increasingly intense. How powerful did one have to be to collect all their criminal data in such a short time? Could this really be the work of the rumored state intelligence department?

But what about this address ( young Masterd who could one possibly address like this, it sounded like a title for a prodigal son.

“Alright, no need to call anymore. I'm hungry, I don't want to wait. Let's go back for dinner. Send the data of the remaining seven directly to the relevant departments. As for those related to you, find a way to clear your relations. If you can't, just go in yourself. Also, tomorrow, I want to see the relevant announcements from WY retracted. Understand?” Finn Lewis spoke calmly. After saying so, Finn Lewis stood up, “Let's go, it's time for dinner.”

After he finished speaking, Finn Lewis left without paying any heed to the people in the room. After Lewis left, Bing Wilson breathed a sigh of relief, his heart filled with bitterness. He didn't know whether to feel lucky for himself or to feel sad for those seven people. Just because he was hungry and didn't want to wait, he directly threw all of the seven people's data to upstairs..

Chapter end