The Son-In-Law Shot to Fame (Donald and Jennifer)

Tito's strength was almost on par with Black Dragon's. It was just that Tito was more low-key compared to Black Dragon's flamboyance. Hence, everyone in the Sole Wolf organization perceived Black Dragon as formidable, assuming Tito to possess only average abilities.

Donald didn't even spare a glance at Tito. Instead, his gaze was fixed on the wealthy merchants below.

"Ms. Jenner, what is the meaning of this? I'm here to discuss business with you, yet you have a security guard standing in our way. Are you looking down on me?"

Heather didn't understand what Donald really meant.

The fact that Donald was able to defeat Black Dragon showed that he was indeed very powerful.

Heather really didn't want to become enemies with someone like this.

Moreover, Donald was indeed wealthy. For a rich man like him, Heather had no grudges against him. His only motive was his objective.

So, seeing Donald now seemed willing to have a serious business discussion, Heather said in an out-of-character manner, "Mr. Campbell, I know you are genuinely interested in the D1 Life Pills. How about this? You don't have to pay the two hundred million, and I can even give you a privilege. That is the exclusive sales rights to our organization's D2 Life Pill. What do you think?"

Heather's willingness to offer these terms was, in fact, a concession on her part.

If Donald really knows what's good for him, then he should take this opportunity to back down gracefully.

However, Donald didn't seem to be satisfied with the condition proposed by Heather.

He shook his head and responded, "No, no, no. Ms. Jenner, you may have misunderstood me. What I mean is that your business practices lack credibility. I won't choose to continue cooperating with people who lack credibility. Also, I intend to impose a penalty on you."

Upon hearing that, Heather felt her face instantly turn cold.

So, Donald came here just to stir up trouble?

"Mr. Campbell, do you understand what you're saying? Our people are everywhere on this ship, and the ship is equipped with a self-destruct mechanism. No matter how capable you are, do you really want all of us to go down with you?"

Upon hearing about the self-destruct device, the wealthy merchants on the ship became instantly agitated.

When they first saw Donald appear, they thought he might be their savior.

However, it seemed that Donald stood no chance at all against Heather and her group.

"Forget it. We're willing to pay the two hundred million as long as you let us go back safely. We'll do whatever you ask."

"Yeah, you, Mr. Campbell, should mind your own business. We're willing to pay this two hundred million ourselves."

Seeing the fearful and greedy expressions of the craven and cowardly merchants below, Heather laughed in satisfaction.

"How about that, Mr. Campbell? Do you still wish to be our enemy?"

Donald did some stretches, moving around as he spoke to Heather. "I have no ties with them. Whether they live or die, what does it have to do with me? More importantly, on what basis do you think that without your ship, I wouldn't be able to survive? You're underestimating a Stella Warrior too much."

At first, Heather thought that Donald's willingness to step forward at this time indicated that he was, to some extent, a person with a sense of justice.

Who would have known that the words spoken by Donald could be so ruthless and heartless as if he truly didn't value human life at all? This stumped Heather.

What could she possibly do with someone who wasn't afraid of anything?

Of course, the only option was to go head-to-head with Donald.

"Tito, take care of him."

Heather had completely lost all her patience.

She issued an order to Tito, who promptly drew his pistol. Without any hesitation, he fired at Donald.

The godbreaker bullet flew directly toward Donald, and without waiting for Donald to dodge, Tito fired two more shots in succession.

It might seem like just three ordinary shots, but in reality, they had completely sealed off Donald's escape route.

Could Tito excel in marksmanship?