The Peremptory Casey Davies novel Chapter 160

"Mr.... Mr. Conor, I didn't expect it to be you. It's just a small factory. Please spare me and don't pay attention to it."

Grayson didn't pay attention to the contract in Conor's hand, thinking that Conor just made a fake one to steal his factory.

With Conor's position in J City, even if he wanted to rob his factory, he would have nothing to do, unless he made up his mind to fight against Conor.

Conor smiled and said, "It's not that I have designs on your factory. It has indeed been transferred to me. The contract is very clear. If you don't believe it, you can read it yourself."

Grayson immediately took the contract and took a closer look.

Then he began to tremble, and his face turned gloomy with anger.

"Teddy, this bastard. He actually transferred my factory!" Grayson exclaimed, "No, I will get even with him for this!"

Conor stretched out his hand to stop Grayson, and said, "You'd better hand over the factory first to save time."

Grayson looked at Conor with a weeping face, and said, "Mr. Conor, please let it go. Teddy is ignorant. Does he owe you money? How much money do you want? I will give you double. Please not ask me for this factory."

Jiangma Building Materials Factory was the most profitable factory owned by Grayson. As long as the factory belonged to him, he would get a steady stream of money. Therefore, he had to keep the factory anyway.

"It's not a matter of money. I'm also working for someone else. It's useless to talk with me," Conor said.

"Working for someone else? For whom?" Grayson asked.

"For me." A voice sounded at this time, and everyone turned their heads to look over.

Casey walked up to Grayson and stared at him coldly.

"Who are you?" Grayson glanced at Casey, not feeling anything special about this person.

"Casey, Edith's husband," Casey said.

Grayson immediately stared and said, "Are you the wimp husband of Edith? You signed this contract?"

"Yes," Casey said.

Grayson walked over immediately and pushed Casey, and cursed, "Dare you have designs on my factory. How dare you! You can never get my factory. You'd better tear up this contract now, otherwise I won't let you survive!"

As soon as Grayson finished speaking, Morgan walked over, slapped him hard, and knocked him directly to the ground.

"Fuck, you'd better be polite. Dare you talk to Casey rudely. I think you don't want to survive!" Morgan scolded.

Grayson looked at Morgan incredulously. He didn't expect Morgan to do something to him for a Wimp.

He did not dare to provoke Morgan, and hurriedly crawled towards Conor, begging, "Mr. Conor, Casey is a wimp. Did he pay you to come here? I will pay ten times the price. Please help me catch him. He is a wimp and he is not qualified to ask you to help him, Mr. Conor."

Conor stood there, and did not respond to Grayson.

Morgan heard Grayson's words and wanted to teach him a lesson, but was stopped by Casey.

Casey walked to Grayson, looked down at him, and asked, "Did you keep your hands off my wife that day?"

Grayson glared at Casey fiercely, and said, "What's wrong with that? You are a wimp, and you have not touched her for so long after you have been married to her. I will help her know the taste of sex for you. Do you have any objections?"

Without waiting for Morgan to act this time, Casey kicked Grayson's chest directly. Grayson's body moved five or six meters to the back, and blood came out his mouth.

He stared at Casey in horror. He didn't expect Casey to be so strong.

"Those who harass my wife are either lying in the hospital or lying in a wheelchair. What you just said has completely angered me, so you must bear my anger," Casey said.

"You... what do you want to do?" Grayson looked at Casey nervously.