The Untouchable Son-In-Law: The Master Peregrine Chapter 217

Chapter 217: Shutting His Eyes

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Arthur Jensen’s conditions didn’t just stun the customers around them. Even his daughter—Minnie Jensen—was dumbfounded. ‘A minimum salary of 450,000 dollars with room for negotiation? That’s more than what the CEO of our company earns! We’re not hiring her but giving her free money!’

Of course, someone as experienced and cunning as Arthur Jensen wouldn’t make useless transactions. Based on his daughter’s description, even the top man in San Diego—Jerry Wood—was a lackey to that young man.

He couldn’t even imagine just how powerful that young man was. If he could win the favor of such a prominent figure with just 450,000 dollars, what he would get in return wouldn’t be a measly 450,000 dollars.

It could be 4.5 million, 45 million, or even more!

“Minnie Jensen, you were the one who created this problem. If you fail to hire Lindsey Taylor, don’t even think of calling me your dad. I don’t care what you do as long as you manage to hire her. Don’t be afraid to humble yourself. If you need to, kneel down and slap yourself. Once you learn to kneel down to earn your keep, I’ll hand the company over to you.”

Minnie Jensen didn’t really understand what her father was getting at, but she took them to heart.

…

Finn Taylor sent Lindsey Taylor back to her rented apartment before deciding to take a walk around.

San Diego wasn’t a bad place.

Finn Taylor didn’t have much power here. The only reason those old men had been willing to listen to him was due to Peregrine Hall, not him.

He had given an order as Master Peregrine. However, Finn Taylor had never cared for that title.

That belonged to the Taylor family, not him. This was why Finn Taylor wanted to change up the powers around here.

Currently, the business circle in San Diego was split into two factions.

One was led by Jerry Wood—the top man in San Diego.

The other was led by Philip Smith—who was once the top man in San Diego.

The two factions had been at loggerheads for years, but neither had taken the victory. Now that Finn Taylor was here, it was time for one to emerge as the victor.

What Finn Taylor valued was loyalty. He would see which of these two dogs would be more loyal to him.

Perhaps he would even choose a new dog if neither was loyal to him.

“Let me treat you to a drink, sir.” Finn Taylor was contemplating his life while sitting in the car when a beautiful lady walked up.

She leaned against the window, clearly exposing her cleavage. It was in Finn Taylor’s direct sight.

“Alright, but I have to send my boss home first.”

This lady’s name was Lucy Lawrence. She had only walked over because she had seen Finn Taylor driving the Rolls-Royce Phantom.

‘But he’s just a chauffeur? F*ck! How dare a lowly chauffeur act like a boss? How dare he stare at my cleavage!’ Lucy Lawrence stormed off.

“What a fool who doesn’t know how to cherish good things.”

Before the lady could leave, a man walked over while nagging. “Brother, why are you so honest? Look at how she is! She’s just a pampered plastic b*tch. You could pretend that you’re ignorant and do that with her first. What could she do to you if you pretend not to know after doing that?”

Finn Taylor had to admit that this man was absolutely right, but he couldn’t be sure that the woman wouldn’t beat him up after finding out the truth.

As expected, Lucy Lawrence was displeased as soon as she heard that. “Mossback, who are you calling a pampered and plastic b*tch?”

Mossback pointed at Lucy Lawrence very seriously and said, “You, of course. Aren’t you?”

Lucy Lawrence gritted her teeth and had to suppress the urge to punch the other.

“Hold on; you look different here too. Don’t tell me that this is fake too!” As Mossback said so, he pointed at the other’s chest.

Lucy Lawrence’s face soured as though she had been exposed. “Scram!”

“Fine. Do you think I’m afraid of you?” Mossback then slid into the front passenger seat of Finn Taylor’s car.

“Wait, why did you get into my car?” Finn Taylor was confused. ‘I don’t even know the guy.’

“F*ck! I supported you, bro. I’m about to be beaten up by her. Aren’t you going to save me? Hurry up and drive!” Mossback was in such a hurry that he nearly stepped on the accelerator himself.

Afraid that he’d stir up trouble, Finn Taylor decided to drive off first.

Finn Taylor glanced at Mossback. ‘This guy appeared out of the blue. He thinks that he’s acted well, making the meeting seem casual and random, but I can tell from just one glance that he has something up his sleeves. This man had purposely spoken up for me to get into my car. To put it simply, this man is trying to get close to me. There has to be a reason for that.’

For some unknown reason, an image of his grandpa flashed through his mind as he glanced at Mossback. ‘Is he… related to Grandpa?’

Finn Taylor had no idea why such a thought would come to mind, but this meant that he had to be wary of the other.

“A short introduction—I’m Ginger.”

“Oh, Mossback.”

Finn Taylor tried to provoke the other since a person would only show their true self when they were angry. But what he had never expected was for Ginger to give such an exaggerated response.

“How did you know that my friends call me Mossback? I think we’re really fated! I’ll call you ‘Bro’ in the future!”

While Finn Taylor was stunned into silence, he knew that he had to be even more wary of the other. ‘He’s trying to get close to me by all means, without even caring about his own reputation. It seems like he has major plans.’

…

Three days ago, in a dilapidated temple in San Diego.

An old monk looked at Ginger. “He’s coming; I’ve set up a plot. He’s coming soon.”

Ginger was kneeling on the ground. “Master, who are you talking about? You’ve been talking about him for three days, but you haven’t told me anything about him.”

“He’s a saint, but I said that he was a jinx decades ago, hoping to kill him. Alas, my words didn’t change anything. He’s starting to make a name for himself now. He’s coming soon; you have to get close to him. You’re fated to be enemies with him. Either of you must die. Remember that you have only one chance. He will never give you a second chance. Once he comes, find a way to become best buddies with him. He probably hasn’t found a friend like that. Remember not to act rashly!”

As soon as the old monk finished his words, he shut his eyes and passed on.