The Supreme Man: Took Everything in Power

Chapter 942 Meeting Jarett in Person

"What do you mean 'he's not coming back'?" Jonah asked, puzzled. "Is he afraid of coming back because he fears that I will hold him accountable for failing to protect Kendall?"

"It's not that, sir…" Ronan scratched his head. "The police said this is a significant case, and none of them, including Mickey, can be released. They might have to stay in there for a while…"

"This…" Jonah gasped in shock. "Could Boss Jarett not even bail them out?"

Ronan nodded in response. "Mr. Radcliff said Boss Jarett personally called Chief Moss, but he insisted on not releasing anyone. In the end, after much persuasion, Boss Jarett reluctantly gave in and only managed to get permission to bail one person out."

At that, Jonah cursed under his breath, "Motherf*cker! Boss Jarett must've chosen to bail the leader of the Ivory Fang Sect then!"

"That's right," Ronan confirmed. "The police said Mickey has a history of offenses, and no one can get him out. If you want to see him again, it might take more than a decade..."

Boom!

Jonah booted a vase on the floor and thundered, "Bullsh*t! More than a decade?! I can't wait for even a minute! I want to know Ken's whereabouts immediately! Nicholson's methods are beyond ruthless! For every minute we delay, Ken will suffer even more torture!"

"But Master Lawson, there's really nothing we can do…" Ronan said bitterly. "Not even Boss Jarett could have his way…"

Jonah paced a few steps grimly and ordered, "Contact Albert Radcliff immediately; I want to meet with Boss Jarett personally!"

"But…" Ronan hesitated. "Master Lawson, as you just mentioned, Boss Jarett is cautious and rarely answers calls from outsiders, let alone meeting them in person. Besides, it's quite late now…"

Jonah took large strides forward, grabbed Ronan by the collar, and growled through gnashed teeth, "I don't care! My son's life is at stake! I must discuss this with Boss Jarett face-to-face! Moreover, with so many people from the Cole Gang in the hands of the police, do you think he's not anxious? He will definitely see me!" Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

Ronan tucked his neck in fear, nodding repeatedly. "Yes, yes, I'll contact Mr. Radcliff right away."

At that, he took out his phone and called Albert. In a short while, he hung up and said to Jonah, "Master Lawson, Mr. Radcliff said Boss Jarett agreed to meet you. Tomorrow at 9 a.m., at the Holdaway Golf Estate."

"Tomorrow?" Jonah furrowed his brows.

He could hardly wait even for a moment, yet Jarett wanted him to wait until the next day. But very quickly, he figured that the following day was indeed a more appropriate time, considering it was already late at night. Moreover, it was already rare for Jarett to agree to see him alone, for someone as cunning as Jarett would never treat him as a friend unless he shared all his business resources, especially since he came from the underworld. Jarett would certainly be extra cautious.

"Alright, got it." Jonah waved his hand. "I will meet with Boss Jarett tomorrow, but don't slack off either tonight. Continue searching for Kendall's whereabouts!"

"Yes, Master!"

When Ronan exited the living room, he ran into a drunk Peter, who had returned from a drinking session.

"Mr. Peter." Ronan greeted Peter, who replied with a drunken wave before staggering into the room and finding a smoking Jonah on the couch.

"Dad, you're still awake."

Peter plopped onto the couch, his head swaying dizzily.

Through his intoxicated gaze, he spotted the broken vase on the floor and slurred, "Whoa, what happened to the vase? Who the hell smashed it?"

Jonah, infuriated, barked, "Where have you been? Look at the time. How are you already this drunk?!"