Chapter 952: Chapter 951: Who Can Bear Young Master Peary’s Fury?

On the other end of the phone, Maxwell Peary furrowed his brows slightly, unable to believe his ears.

This woman actually has the audacity to speak such words.

She truly is shameless.

Does Rabina Mitchell need some kind of status?

Even if he were to arrange an identity for her, it wouldn’t be such a lowly one.

Does she really think the Walker Family is suitable for him? 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

It’s simply laughable.

"Young Master Peary, you should consider this carefully, it’s a rare opportunity."

Phoebe Walker’s face was full of hope as she found her car and got in.

"Ignorant."

Maxwell Peary coldly spat out these words, and after saying them, hung up the phone and continued with his work.

Everything Phoebe Walker has now will soon be his.

He’ll make her understand everything and ensure she meets the worst possible fate.

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Listening to the beep on the other end of the phone, Phoebe Walker clenched her fists, her eyes filled with rage.

Damn Maxwell Peary.

He actually looks down on her, Phoebe Walker.

Fine, if he doesn’t want to cooperate, then don’t blame her.

Thinking for a moment, she directly called Mr. Swan.

"Who are you?"

Mr. Swan frowned at this unfamiliar number.

"Phoebe Walker."

Phoebe Walker proudly introduced herself, without her father hovering over her, she represents the entire Walker Family.

Her name is synonymous with being the head of the family.

How could she not be proud?

"Oh? I wonder what Miss Walker wants from me?"

Mr. Swan’s furrowed brow didn’t relax at all. His daughter went crazy overnight, losing face so severely.

Probably going to be like this for the rest of her life.

But what’s Phoebe Walker calling for?

"Young Master Peary will soon deal with the Swan Family, shouldn’t you be considering what to do?"

Phoebe Walker sat in her car, raising an eyebrow.

"Humph, just a brat, how could I be scared?"

Mr. Swan sneered, besides, right now he’s under the old master’s protection.

With the old master’s shelter, Maxwell Peary can’t touch him.

But he completely forgot that maybe the old master won’t be able to protect himself.

The old master, currently lying in the hospital, still bore an angry expression.

"I can offer you help."

Phoebe Walker didn’t beat around the bush and directly said.

Help?

Mr. Swan is no simple character, he doesn’t believe Phoebe Walker is that kind-hearted.

"Tell me your terms."

"I just want to seek some protection."

And this protection, she’s clearly choosing the Swan’s old master now.

Mr. Swan was taken aback, this reason, he accepted.

"Alright, come over here now, I’ll discuss this with the old master."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

Once Mr. Swan hung up, he looked at the old master lying beside him.

"You’re not wrong, Maxwell Peary is very powerful now, we need to find some partners, unite together, that’s the only way to have a chance to defeat him."

The Swan’s old master saw things very clearly, it was he who deliberately nodded earlier, signaling Mr. Swan to agree to this matter.

"Old master, you must stand up for our Belinda, she shouldn’t have met such a fate."

For a woman, it’s too cruel.

The Swan’s old master nodded, didn’t expect Charles Northwood to be so ruthless, but afterward when he went to find Charles Northwood.

Charles Northwood seemed to have vanished off the face of the earth, no one could see his traces.