I’m Someone Else

Chapter 173

“W-What?” Harley’s face was filled with disbelief. Thomas was Quincy’s friend?

How could this be? Quincy’s position was so high up, and all of Irieson respected him, but what about Thomas? Thomas was a nobody who broke the rules of the Six Greatest Families. How could they be friends?

However, Quincy said those words himself, so Harley had no choice but to believe him.

The two had such a stark difference in identity; how did they become friends?

“Hmph!”

Of course, Quincy could see Harley’s surprise. He usually devoted his time to researching medicine, and he wasn’t too close to the families of Irieson, but this didn’t mean that the various forces of Irieson dared to offend him easily.

Quincy was known as the genius doctor of Irieson, and his students were scattered throughout Droycore. Even a small action of his would affect the entire medical field of Droycore, so Harley was out of the question. Even Harley’s father had to treat Quincy with respect.

As the current head of the Yam Family, Harley was a very intelligent man. Since Quincy had already stated it so explicitly, Harley wouldn’t dare trouble Thomas again. Moreover, even if Harley wanted to cause trouble for Thomas, he wouldn’t be able to do it. Just now, Thomas had pinned him to the ground in a flash. If it weren’t for Quincy’s timely appearance, he might be dead by now.

However, Harley decided that if he had a chance in the future, he would exact revenge on Thomas. After all, Thomas had humiliated him today.

Leslie, who was in a wheelchair, was equally shocked.

No matter how useless he was, he could still recognize the few individuals in Irieson who must not be offended at all costs, and one of those people was the man standing right in front of him, Quincy Hofstead.

And Thomas turned out to be Quincy’s friend! Leslie had even sent someone to assassinate Thomas in the past, so if Quincy found out about this…

Leslie dared not think further.

Felice’s expression was extremely dark. She didn’t know about Quincy, but she did know that the accursed Thomas wouldn’t be dying today. How disappointing! Even Harley couldn’t do anything to him, so who else could kill Thomas?

“What are you spacing out for? Help your master up and get lost!”

Quincy shouted at the few bodyguards standing nearby. How dumb could they be? If they didn’t take the chance to leave before Thomas changed his mind, only death awaited them. If Thomas changed his mind later, not even deities could save them!

Quincy was glad that Thomas respected his wishes. If not, the head of the Yam Family would be history today.

Two bodyguards stepped forward and helped Harley up, then got into the car.

“Hey, easy, easy!” Harley screamed unceasingly. His waist was broken, and it hurt like hell. He had to hurry back home and think of a way to cure it, or it would cause other problems further down the line.

“Help me into the car, hurry!” Leslie ordered Felice in a small voice. Even his father was defeated by Thomas. He wasn’t a fool, so of course, he wouldn’t stay here any longer.

Thomas pointed a finger at Leslie and Felice. “Stop right there. I agreed to let Harley go, but not you two!”

“Damn it!” Leslie cursed in his heart. Thomas’ words were like a bucket of cold water splashed onto his head. His heart turned cold as it throbbed wildly.

By the looks of it, he still couldn’t avoid this fate.

His entire body began to tremble as Thomas had terrified him greatly.

Leslie’s arrogance back in Keyshire Property was long gone. He had no choice; he couldn’t keep up that act in front of Thomas. He had witnessed everything with his own eyes just now. Thomas wasn’t scared of killing even his father, so of course, he wouldn’t be pardoned either.

“Thomas.” Quincy stood in front of Thomas. “Forget it, let Leslie leave too. Don’t worry, I’ll make sure you won’t be disappointed in the end.”

In a way, killing Leslie was the same as killing Harley. Both choices would cause the elders of the Yam Family to spring up and fight them to the death.

Quincy gave Leslie, who was sitting in a wheelchair, a meaningful look. Before this, he had wondered why the Yams would suddenly come to Thomas for trouble. They couldn’t have known that Thomas killed Minacia Oito Irieson, for he had given orders that not a single piece of evidence should be left behind. Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

Since Thomas intended to have Leslie and the woman stay, the incident today was probably incited by Leslie.

“You—”

Thomas was speechless. He didn’t want to let Leslie go. Leslie kept giving him trouble, and he had also taught Leslie a lesson today. If he let Leslie go, the man might come back for more trouble in the future.

“Thomas.” Quincy’s gaze was firm. He refused to budge.

When Thomas saw that, he could only wave his hand in exasperation. Never mind. He had already let Harley go, so Leslie wouldn’t make a difference. What else could he do? He could disrespect other people’s wishes but couldn’t do the same to Quincy.

Still, Leslie could escape death, but he couldn’t escape suffering. Thomas strode up to him and reached out two fingers. He poked a few acupuncture points on Leslie’s body, then said, “Get lost!”

Seeing that Thomas had agreed, Quincy finally felt the burden lifting from his shoulders. He pointed at Felice and said, “Save for this woman, everyone else should get lost! And don’t you dare stop!”

When he heard that he could leave, Leslie let out a long sigh, then hastily instructed a bodyguard to get him into the car.

He wasn’t bothered about Thomas poking some of his acupuncture points; he just felt soreness in some parts of his body.

As for Felice, Leslie couldn’t be bothered about that woman anymore. At that moment, his own life was more important than hers. As long as he survived, he could get any woman he wanted in the future.

“Honey, take me with you. Honey—”

Felice could see where this was going. She was very sure that if she stayed behind, she would die by Thomas’ hand. She didn’t want to die yet.

“Get lost!”

To her surprise, Leslie pushed her to the side. She couldn’t believe that her man could be so heartless at the most crucial of times.

Every day, she thought of so many ways to serve him and make him happy, but this was the outcome she received.

She sat on the ground, stunned as she watched Thomas walking toward her. No, she mustn’t die no matter what. She knew Thomas all too well. Thomas was a man who treasured the past. If she begged him, he might let her go.

“Thomas, I admit my mistakes. Please have mercy on me. I won’t do it again!” Felice knelt on the ground, begging as tears streamed down her face.

However, Thomas had no compassion for her. Sure, he was a man of nostalgia, but he could no longer bear this woman trying to kill him time and again. He had already given her another chance, but she refused to appreciate it. Who could guarantee that if he let her off today, more maniacal revenge wouldn’t await him tomorrow?

“Thomas, if you don’t kill me, I’ll listen to everything you say. I’ll serve you well, and I promise I’ll make you happy, all right?”

Thomas couldn’t help but feel disgusted. He must have been blind back then to fall for a woman like her.

He lifted a leg and delivered a kick toward Felice.

Bam!

Felice’s body was sent flying more than 20 feet away before stopping. She twitched a little, then turned completely motionless as blood spurted out of her mouth.