My Fabulous Girl Boss

Chapter 663 “Scram.”

Quentin had disrupted his practice, which was hundreds and thousands of times more infuriating than being in the way of someone raking in profit. In ancient times, people might even have looked for his home to kill his family and vent their fury.

Both grandmasters were scowling, but they moved to the side obediently. There was no way they would want to die so abruptly. As for the other Osborn experts, they were cowering in a corner looking horrified.

Then, a few people came from the direction of the bedroom. Sir Osborn was in the center of the entourage, while the man walking ahead was Paxton, who had met Kayson.

Paxton barked once he saw Kayson, “Yarde, what are you doing here?!”

He looked enraged. “Didn‘t I transfer the money? How dare you come all the way here? You think the Osborns are pushovers ?!”

Kayson was unfazed. “Oh, it‘s you... I know, so whatever‘s between us is over.”

“Then why,”

Paxton was interrupted by Kayson. “I‘m here because something else happened tonight ... You‘re the man people call Sir Osborn, aren’t you?”

Sir Osborn was still calm and composed, as expected from

his fair share of life. He asked.”

“Dead,” Kayson answered.

he wouldn’t be able to kill you either. Looks like it‘ll take a Warlord to

who Quentin was–he was the old man‘s bodyguard. It was said that he was already half a Smasher

whole Osborn residence as he asked, “Where‘s

“Why are you

“To kill him.”

he spoke, the cry sounding like thunder that erupted above the whole

I didn‘t plan to pay attention to you initially,

as those words were spoken, a golden sword beam slashed through the dark night. Menacing sword energy engulfed the space, and the roof of the

Smasher like you attacking a young man?

the sword beam was about to

through several hundred meters in the night sky

Boom!

more than half of the Osborn residence as smoke and rubble rose in

“Swenson Windsor!”