My Fabulous Girl Boss

Chapter 855

Chapter 855 Carlson replied politely, “Kayson Yarde‘s actually here in the company with Bryson Yost for trouble. Mr. Jourdain‘s being held back by Bryson now.

“Can you send someone here to tackle Kayson for us? He‘s a tough one to handle!”

The other end of the line was quiet for some time. Carlson thought that the call was cut, and he glanced at the phone screen–the call was still connected! He asked curiously,“ Patrol Yost?”

It was only then Taylor‘s voice came from the other side. His tone brimmed with repressed rage. “Stop provoking him for now. Give him what he wants. Tackling him requires a long–term plan.”

Carlson froze before he asked frantically, “Patrol Yost, w what do you mean?”

Taylor‘s answer came bursting with anger. “Randall Zabka is dead! Kayson Yarde killed him! He‘s only a grandmaster, but he‘s crazy skilled and can kill a warlord!

“He also has Swenson and Bryson by his side while Waylon‘s keeping a close eye on me. I can‘t do anything, or I‘ll be called back to Metrocity tomorrow!”

Carlson nearly dropped his phone from the shock as he

looked, in terror, at Kayson, who was looking back at him with a smirk. He felt weak and limp all of a sudden as fear engulfed him.

This executive of the Soulspring Group, who had been arrogant , just now paled and broke out in cold sweat in the blink of an eye!

“That‘s all. I‘m busy, goodbye!” Carlson panicked. “H–Hold on, Patrol Yost!” “Beep—”

Taylor cut the call, unwilling to say another word to Carlson.

Harry realized then that something must have happened to Taylor. He winced as well. After all, he was the one who agreed to Carlson conspiring with the other parties previously. If something happened to Taylor and he offended Bryson and Kayson, he would suffer a great loss!

The other shareholders seemed to be aware of the unusual turn of events and stayed silent, frozen like statues. Those who qualified a seat here in a meeting room somewhere like the Soulspring Group were all sly old foxes. Staying silent when something went wrong was the secret to their longevity.

Kayson asked nonchalantly when he saw Carlson‘s blanching face, “How many people is Taylor sending?” Carlson met Kayson‘s gaze in horror–the thought of

kneeling before the latter crossing his mind. The Vice – Chief of Admiralporium , Randall, was killed by this man in front of him!

Taylor seemed to be scared witless while Kayson stood here unscathed! Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

Someone crashed in heaving before he stumbled back and was only stopped by the wall.

“Carlson, when is help arriving?!”

It was Leon who did not seem to be able to hold his end much longer.

Carlson gulped and answered shakily, “Patrol Yost w won‘t be sending anyone...

“Kayson Yarde... He killed Vice–Chief Zabka…”

Leon, who was about to deflect Bryson’s steelification power, froze before he exclaimed in horror, “What… the f *ck are you talking about!?”

Bryson sent him flying with one punch, causing him to cough blood as he looked at Kayson fearfully.