Making Millions With The Eyes Of God
Making 430

Chapter 430

Damian took a cigar and put it in his mouth. Richie immediately stepped forward and lit it up for him.

Gilmore looked back at Wyzel and asked, “Wyzel, do you have a lighter?”

Afraid that Gilmore would fall into Damian’s trap, Wyzel wanted to stop Gilmore from accepting Damian’s cigar.

But now it was obviously impossible to stop him.

Seeing that Gilmore had put the cigar in his mouth, Wyzel could only pray that Gilmore would be fine, and then took a lighter out of his pocket and lit the cigar for Gilmore.

Damian was enjoying his cigar, looking like a big shot of great influence.

In the smoke, he looked at Gilmore with burning eyes.

He, who didn’t expect Gilmore to dare to smoke his cigar, involuntarily admired Gilmore’s courage.

Ordinary people would definitely be on high alert for the stuff given by their enemies.

However, Gilmore didn’t seem to be on alert at all.

Gilmore naturally enjoyed his cigar like a hippy from a wealthy family.

He, also gazing at Damian, would like to see what Damian was up to.

Damian asked Gilmore with a smile, “Do you like the cigar from Cinela? Is it nice?”

Gilmore gave a thumbs–up, answering with a nod, “Yes, it’s nice!”

“I’m glad that you like it, Mr. Reed. Then I’ll give this packet of cigars to you,” Damian said with a smile.

As he spoke, he pointed at the packet of cigars on the table.

Gilmore replied, “Well, I’ll accept your gift, Mr. Nelson.”

“Feel free to accept it. I appreciate your straightforwardness, Mr. Reed,” Damian said.

Looking around the living room, Damian added, Mr. Reed, since you’ve accepted my gift, can you let me see my son?”

Gilmore replied with a smile, “Mr. Nelson, since I’ve smoked your cigar. Of course I will do you this favor.”

After that, Gilmore turned to Wyzel and ordered, “Wyzel, bring young Mr. Nelson here.”

“Got it, Mr. Reed,” after replying. Wyzel left the living room.

After a while, Wyzel brought Beau to the living room from the basement.

“Dad, save me!” At the sight of Damian in the living room, Beau called out to him.

Seeing that his son was safe and sound, Damian breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he looked at Gilmore and said with a smile, “Thank you, Mr. Reed, for letting me see my son. Thank you for not

Mon, Sep 25

Chapter 430

hurting him.”

Gilmore replied with a smile, “You’re welcome, Mr. Nelson.”

However, as soon as he finished speaking. Beau shouted angrily, Dad, don’t be deceived by him. He… he has deprived me of my strength! Dad, you must avenge me!”

When Damian heard this, he became solemn and his aura turned cold.

Needless to say, what Beau said was like a bolt out of the blue.

Damian looked sharply at Gilmore, asking. “You deprived my son of his strength?”

Gilmore answered lightly, “Yes, I did.”

“Why?” Damian asked.

“Because he ambushed me, I had no choice but to deprive him of his strength as punishment, Gilmore answered.

When Damian heard this, his face twitched slightly. It could be seen that he was doing his utmost to suppress his rage.

He didn’t expect Gilmore to deprive his son of his strength.

It was a devastating blow to him.

As his only son, Beau, whom had been deprived of his strength, would even have difficulty in gaining a foothold in Nelson family, let alone inherit the position of master from him.

It could be said that Gilmore had ruined Beau’s future by depriving him of his strength.

How could Damian not be furious?

Damian felt he couldn’t vent his hatred even if he chopped Gilmore into ten thousand pieces.

Nevertheless, Damian was aware that he couldn’t make a move now.

Devonte and Hunter, the top first–class martialists working for the Nelsons, were no match for Gilmore..

Richie and Gavin he brought this time were also first–class martialists at the same level.

Therefore, Damian had no chance of winning if he fought Gilmore.

Damian managed to suppress his fury that was about to overcome him, looking at Gilmore and saying, “Gilmore, you’ll regret what you’ve done today.”

Gilmore exhaled a puff of smoke, looking at Damian and saying, “Mr. Nelson, I never do anything that I will regret–Did you bring the money?”

However, Damian looked at Gilmore with burning eyes and asked, “Gilmore, do you know that my family has the backing of the Evergreen Sect?”

“Yes,” Gilmore replied calmly.

Damian asked with–deep eyes, “Since you know that, why do you ask for 20 billion dollars?

09:16 Mon, Sep 23 GB

Chapter 430

Gilmore said with a nod, “Why not?”

Damian, whose eyes were burning with rage, clenched his fists as if intending to crush Gilmore.

89%

However, Gilmore acted as if he did not notice Damian’s fury, saying lightly, “Mr. Nelson, if you want to ensure your son’s safety, I advise you to pay the money obediently. You shouldn’t have sent your men to kill me and exterminate the Fosters. Since you did evil, you should expect to be punished.”

Damian swore in his heart that after rescuing Beau, he would definitely ask the Evergreen Sect to torture Gilmore before killing him savagely.

Damian said solemnly to Gilmore, “Give me your bank account number. I’ll transfer the money to your account right now,”

Gilmore offered his bank account.

Damian took out his phone and made a call.

A few minutes later, Gilmore received a message.

Gilmore took out his mobile phone and read the message, learning that he had received the 20 billion dollars transferred by

Damian.

“Thank you, Mr. Nelson!” Gilmore then said to Wyzel, “Release Beau

Wyzel replied and let go of Beau.

Beau immediately walked up to Richie and Gavin.

Seeing that Beau was out of the woods, Richie and Gavin, who had held back their rage for a long while, said in unison to Damian, “Mr. Nelson, this guy is so arrogant! Let’s kill him!”

However, Damian stood up and coldly said, “Let’s go back!”

With that, he strode toward the door of the living room.

Richie and Gavin were confused as to why Damian stopped them from killing Gilmore.

Since Beau was out of the woods, why couldn’t they kill Gilmore at this moment?

They could only leave the living room with Beau and the other martialists working for the Nelsons.

Seeing that all of them had left the living room, Wyzel, who had been tensed up, finally felt relieved.

At this moment, Gilmore took a cigar out of the packet left by Damian, put it in front of Wyzel and said, “Smoke a cigar from Cinela and relax yourself. I tried one. They are nice!”

Looking at Gilmore, who was composed, Wyzel admired him a lot.

He couldn’t compare with Gilmore, who was able to talk cheerfully and humorously to a formidable enemy from the beginning to the end, in courage and insight.