Chapter: 454

At that moment, Brody called to inform him, “Mr. Bates, everything is taken care of."

“Good. I want Owlimited Company erased."

When Jonathan picked up Bethany the previous day, he initially thought she was just drunk. However, when she became overly aggressive sexually, he suspected something was amiss.

There must be something wrong with the wine.

He didn't need to speculate further about who might be responsible for drugging the wine.

Bethany was someone Jonathan cared about deeply, and yet people from Owlimited Company dared to mess with her.

"Understood." Dealing with such situations was Brody's specialty.

With considerable support, taking down Owlimited Company wouldn't be difficult; just a few terminated contracts and the company would collapse on its own. When Jonathan ordered its immediate disappearance, it meant he was genuinely provoked.

Brody guessed that this must have something to do with Bethany.

No one could drive Jonathan crazy like she did.

Jonathan asked, "Are you in Westsilver?"

"Yes."

"Bring the driver I used before to Brokdon." Jonathan was preparing in case Bethany wanted to thank him personally.

"Understood!"

After ending the call, Jonathan removed his suit jacket and unbuttoned his shirt, exposing his muscular shoulders marked with bite wounds of varying severity, some still bleeding.

Despite the discomfort, he hoped these marks would last. He wanted them to scar over, a constant reminder visible every day.

These were left by Bethany, which was he yearned for during endless nights.

He decided against treating the wounds or seeing a doctor, preferring to keep the scars visible.

As he was still adjusting his clothes, his phone began to ring.

He glanced at his phone and saw Nikolas’ name on the screen.

Why was he calling at this time?

With a frown, Jonathan picked up and said, "Speak."

"You sound tense. Who upset you?" Nikolas’ tone was always light, as if nothing could bother him.

“No one. Just say what you need to say." As Jonathan slowly buttoned his shirt, his expression hardened back to its usual sternness.