CHAPTER 596: CHAPTER 596: OLD MASTER PENG DROPS DEAD

Mr. Price’s hand trembled: "Jackie, don’t scare Grandpa, what’s going on?"

"I’ve been arrested, and they’re going to imprison me. Grandpa, I don’t want to go to jail, it stinks in there, it’s cold and freezing, the food is like pig slop. Grandpa, save me."

Mr. Price grew anxious, fearing his grandson would suffer in jail.

Lucas Pierce was the Price family’s only heir, pampered since birth, never enduring a bit of hardship; the harsh environment of prison was something Jackie couldn’t last a single day in.

If possible, Mr. Price even wanted to go to the police station and swap places with Lucas Pierce.

"Jackie, don’t worry, Grandpa will find a way to save you." Mr. Price then complained: "These people won’t go catch thieves on the streets, and mistakenly caught you, I’m going to file a complaint with the mayor..."

"Don’t..." Lucas Pierce hastily replied: "Grandpa, please don’t make things worse for me. I was arrested because the accountant messed up the accounts, they thought I was evading taxes. If I can figure out a way to repay the taxes, I should be able to get out."

Mr. Price sighed in relief, unaware of the huge amount Lucas Pierce needed to repay, thinking it was at most a few million: "This accountant is truly useless, Jackie, how much money do you need? I’ll send it over right away."

"Three billion."

Lucas Pierce’s words made Mr. Price gasp.

How could the taxes be so high?

"Grandpa, you know, the money my aunt gave me, I invested it all into the company, wanting to make a big profit, but unexpectedly this happened." Lucas Pierce lied, but he truly didn’t have two billion, because he went to Ommen and lost a lot of money. He doesn’t have money, but someone does.

"Grandpa, tell Aunt to ask Leon Keane for it, two billion is a trivial amount for Leon."

"Alright, Grandpa understands, Jackie, don’t be afraid, Grandpa will quickly go with your aunt to bring you back."

Mr. Price hung up the phone and said to Leon’s mother sitting in the living room: "Go to Leon Keane right now and ask for two billion; you have to get it within two hours. We need the money to save Jackie."

Mr. Price’s phone was an old model; even without speaker mode enabled, the sound would come out. In the quiet living room, Leon’s mother naturally heard Mr. Price and Lucas Pierce’s phone conversation clearly.

She sneered, now that they’ve told Leon everything, she’s not Leon’s biological mother, yet they expect her to get money from him?

Is it possible?

Leon’s mother wouldn’t help Lucas Pierce with such a matter because she knew Leon’s character—he wouldn’t provide any money for Lucas Pierce anymore, even if she went, it would be useless.

"I can’t get it."

"Two hours is not enough; I’m giving you three hours, hurry up and go."

"No matter how many hours you give me, it won’t work. Leon won’t give me any more money."

She wouldn’t be foolish like before; as long as Mr. Price asked, she’d go to extremes to constantly give money to Lucas Pierce.

Even if she had money now, she wouldn’t give it.

"I told you to go. If he doesn’t give it to you, cause trouble, cry, threaten to hang yourself. Make a scene; even if it kills him, you must bring back two billion, that’s the money to save Jackie’s life."

Mr. Price fired up at Leon’s mother.

Leon’s mother was angry too, sharply retorting: "I’ve given Jackie so much money. Before being sent to F Country by Leon, I already gave him billions. How could he not have two billion? I think he’s just a greedy miser, only wanting to receive but never give out. He even wants to push me into the fire pit. Do you have any humanity?"

Mr. Price rushed over and slapped Leon’s mother across the face: "Who are you calling a miser? You wretched woman, curse Jackie, the only heir of the Price family? Why don’t you just die?"

Leon’s mother’s face burned painfully, her heart pierced by Mr. Price’s sharp words; she was almost suffocated with despair, even though she had already lost hope in them.

Leon’s mother suddenly burst into tears.

Yet, Mr. Price’s heart was filled with concern for Lucas Pierce, showing no pity for Leon’s mother, only finding her cries bothersome.

"You useless fool, how dare you cry? Go to the Kane family for money, did you hear me?"

As if she heard nothing, Mr. Price came over, pushing her, wanting to shove her out.

Leon’s mother refused to leave.

She became increasingly saddened and frustrated, her rebellious spirit growing. Annoyed by Mr. Price’s pushing, she shouted through tears: "I gave Lucas Pierce so much money, you have no right to push me out."

Mr. Price was fast dying of rage, pointing at Leon’s mother with quivering finger: "Fine, you won’t go, right? Then I will. If Leon doesn’t give me the money, I’ll crash dead at his doorstep. I die; Leon won’t have it easy; neither will you."

Would her life get worse because of Lucas Pierce?

Suddenly, Leon’s mother felt a dark urge, wishing she could strangle Mr. Price.

Yet, she didn’t dare, so deeply had the habit of listening to Mr. Price taken root, a devotion that was ingrained.

"I’ll go," Leon’s mother changed her mind: "but when I’ll get the money, I can’t assure. Give me more time, I’ll return once I have it."

"Do it quickly."

Mr. Price replied irritably.

He didn’t know that Leon’s mother was not planning to return quickly this time. She wouldn’t ask Leon for money; she understood the true nature of the Price grandfather and grandson duo; if Lucas Pierce wouldn’t release the funds, wasn’t there the company? Let it be auctioned to repay taxes!

However.

Leon’s mother never imagined that after leaving for one night, she’d hear the next day that Mr. Price was sent to the ambulance, unable to be resuscitated, passing away.

The news aired, showing scenes of Mr. Price’s dying moments.

Employees of Xiao Weixin ran to Lucas Pierce’s house causing a scene. Mr. Price, enraged, rushed into the kitchen, grabbed a kitchen knife, brandishing it at the employees, shouting, "Anyone who doesn’t leave, I’ll exchange life for life."

Leon’s mother knew it was just Mr. Price trying to scare and drive the employees away; he wasn’t truly prepared to exchange his life.

The employees were indeed scared, retreating, but who could have anticipated that during their retreat, Mr. Price slipped, his knife flew, injuring someone, and he fell to the ground, never rising again.

The news footage cut to the emergency room, a white cloth covering an old man, a doctor being interviewed said Mr. Price died of sudden cerebral hemorrhage, due to advanced age, resuscitation was ineffective.