CHAPTER 1117 YOU HAVE THREE DAYS

"Avenge?" repeated Hugh before his lips curled into a menacing smile.

Hugh turned to his son and instructed, "Come here, Peter."

Peter walked forward and looked a little confused as he asked, "What is it, dad?"

Hugh grinned as he ordered, "Lower your head a little."

Peter was still confused, but he did as his father asked and bent down.

That was when Hugh grabbed his son's collar and punched his own son hard across his face.

Hugh punched Peter over and over again until the latter was bleeding.

Everyone was stunned at the sight. Even Nathan couldn't help but frown at that.

After hitting his son, Hugh barked, "Move aside!"

Peter was still bleeding when two of the

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Hugh then accepted a white handkerchief from one of his bodyguards. He wiped the blood off of his hands as he narrowed his eyes at Nathan.

In a grim voice, Hugh informed, "I heard about how my son offended you, and that is my apology to you. Still, there is something you should know. I am the only one allowed to teach my son a lesson. Same goes for the rest of the Lindberg Family; They can only be punished by our own family members. Understand?"

Penny, Grace, the other top executives of the company, and even the employees of the hotel were frightened.

Hugh's actions came across as oppressive to the others. His words also got everyone trembling.

Nathan, however, remained calm. He chuckled and commented, "If the Lindberg's could keep their own dogs on their leashes, then the others won't need to teach those dogs a lesson. Anyway, let's cut to the chase, Mr. Lindberg. What are you here for?"

Hugh seemed a little surprised when he looked at Nathan. Everyone else had been frightened by his aura, but Nathan remained unmoved.

That got Hugh somewhat impressed.

A graceful smile lit up on Hugh's face once more before he said, "Okay, then I won't make any small talks. I am here to send a message from the Matriarch."

"Our Matriarch, your grandmother, told you to treasure this rare opportunity to come onboard the Lindberg's. Abandon that surname of yours that brought us shame, and become a part of our family. We can provide you with enough resources that could help you instantly achieve what would've taken you over thirty years to accomplish."

Nathan scoffed, "That's nice."

Hugh nodded. "Naturally, that comes with a price. Recently, our family is working with a chief in Africa, and those projects include mining for diamonds, oil, and other resources. We need to send a young member of our family to Africa to be held as hostage. We want your daughter, Queenie, to go as a member of our family."

A hostage in Africa? Penny held Nathan's arm instinctively and her voice was trembling when she said, "Hubby, we can't agree to their terms. It's fine if we take a few more decades to build our

company. We cannot sacrifice our daughter's life or happiness for our careers!"

Nathan held Penny's hand and gestured her not to worry.

After that, he turned to Hugh and replied coldly, "I will say this one last time. I will not change my surname. Also, my daughter is the most precious thing on Earth. As compared to her, your kinship are nothing to me but farts. Your family needs to send someone in as a hostage? Then pick any one of your useless heirs. Don't drag my daughter into this mess. This will be my last warning to you!"

Hugh stood up and adjusted his tie after Nathan rejected his offer. Then, he smiled and said, "You will accept the gifts our family offer, regardless of whether you want it or not. Your daughter will also be a hostage, even if you disagree to it. No one can reject us, and that includes you. I will give you three days to think it over. I believe you will be begging to change your surname and asking us to take your daughter as a hostage by then."

After saying his piece, Hugh left with his son and his subordinates.

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