Chapter 126 This Is Too Cruel

Chapter 126 This Is Too Cruel

Hearing this, Benedict felt a bit uneasy.

Kelly was in the hospital right now!

He couldn't let the pregnant Jessica worry about her.

He quickly composed himself.

"Jessica, you need to go home and take your medicine."

"I've been competing all morning, I'm drenched in sweat, and I need to take a shower and rest. There's another match this afternoon. Unless you want me to lose the two million dollars I've got in the bag."

"Susie." He turned his head and felt relieved.

"Susie is asleep too. The car seat is never as comfortable as her bed at home."

"You've been sitting and watching my match all morning, aren't you tired? You need to rest well, especially with your condition. A nap is essential."

"Kelly didn't do well on her finals, and she's under a lot of pressure. If we go see her now, it might just stress her out more."

"High schoolers are already under a lot of stress. Haven't you heard? A few kids who didn't do well on their finals recently jumped off buildings."

Jessica listened, feeling scared.

She really cared about Kelly.

And she had planned to talk to Kelly about her studies.

Because Kelly really didn't do well on her finals.

"Alright, let's not go see her. She'll be home for the holidays soon anyway. We can surprise her then! But you have to ask Francis to get her into Sunshine High School next semester."

"No problem! With my relationship with Francis, it's a piece of cake."

Benedict spoke confidently.

Jessica believed him.

Back at home.

Susie was carried upstairs and slept soundly in her room.

Jessica took her prenatal medicine and told Benedict to hurry up and take a shower, rest well, and get ready for the afternoon match.

Then she went to sleep too.

Chasing the match all morning was a bit tiring.

Given her condition, taking care of the pregnancy was crucial.

Benedict took a shower, saw that both his wife and daughter were sleeping soundly, and chuckled to himself.

He headed out.

He drove to South Hill Golf Club.

The match started at 2:30 PM.

He had more than half an hour to rest.

The women and the child would probably wake up around 4 PM.

At the VIP service center, for five hundred dollars, he could sleep anywhere he wanted.

Seeing that the half-time champion had arrived, South Hill Golf Club offered him a free rest.

The treatment was pretty good.

They even mentioned that the president wanted him to endorse the golf club!

Benedict smiled and said they'd talk about it later.

He didn't need the money from endorsements.

Enjoying life was good enough.

The afternoon match had 8 holes.

Benedict was way ahead, finishing an hour early.

His performance was astonishing!

He was 39 strokes under par.

He maintained his first-place ranking.

He was far ahead.

The second-place player was 20 strokes behind him.

The other players were almost in despair.

Kenneth's performance was getting worse.

By the end, he had dropped to 20th place.

By then, Benedict had already left the course.

Kenneth looked at the rankings on the big screen and was devastated.

Damn it, he was definitely going to lose.

He never thought that Benedict, the wastrel, could play golf so well.

With Benedict's golf skills, he could make tens of millions of dollars a year from competitions.

Why did he stop gambling?

Kenneth was puzzled and regretful.

Kenneth seemed to have learned his lesson.

But losing to Benedict still didn't sit well with him.

He and Dennis and Ralph were definitely going to lose their two villas.

If they didn't pay up, Francis, the jerk acting as the middleman, wouldn't let them off the hook.

That evening, Kenneth gathered Dennis and Ralph for dinner to discuss.

Losing to Benedict time and again was really getting under their skin.

Kenneth said, "Benedict, that jerk, is definitely going to win the golf tournament. We're losing big time. He stopped gambling and is betting on other things with us. It's too sneaky. What do you guys think?"

Ralph sneered, "Benedict's luck is too good right now. He wins a lot and doesn't give any back. How about we set him up?"

Dennis slammed the table, "Alright! Let's get someone to do it! Cripple him or kill him?"

Ralph said, "I don't care. Kenneth, what about you?"

Kenneth's face changed slightly, "You two are too ruthless. That's a crime. Besides, Sean seems to be on good terms with him now. If they investigate, it'll be trouble."

Ralph was agitated, "Then what do we do? Over the years, we've given back everything we won from Benedict and more. Can we swallow this?"

"Definitely not. But what can we do?" Dennis had no ideas and shook his head with a bitter smile.

Kenneth looked at him meaningfully, "Dennis, you have a lot of friends in the underworld. How about we think of another way?"

Dennis's eyes lit up, "What way?"

Kenneth whispered something, his face sinister.

After he finished, Dennis gritted his teeth and smiled darkly, "Kenneth, you're still the sneakiest. This plan will work!"

Ralph laughed, "You said Dennis and I were ruthless, but you're even worse. Let's do it. No matter how much money Benedict has, he'll lose it all and his life too. By the way, what about his wife? Who gets her?"

"Kenneth's plan can also be used on his brother-in-law. Jessica may be pregnant, but she won't be forever. We're kind-hearted; we should give her a good home!" Dennis had a wicked smile.

"That's true! Bella and Jessica are really beautiful."

"And their sister Kelly is a little beauty too, haha!"

The three sinister guys put their evil plan into action.

That same night.

Zachary was furious.

Chloe was still missing and unreachable.

That bitch made him so angry.

However, in a hotel room, Zachary secretly met with two men and two women.

They were all expressionless.

But they were very capable.

Zachary had found these people through some connections at the border.

They weren't from around here.

They assured him that they never failed a job, as long as the price was right.

They had been busy with another job recently, so they couldn't come sooner.

Once they finished here, they would disappear.

Zachary was overjoyed and said he wanted Benedict beaten up, doused with cold water, and left with broken limbs, permanently needing crutches and a wheelchair. He wanted a video of it. He'd pay five million dollars.

They agreed.

But they said they needed to study the target first.

They could complete the job in about a week.

Zachary said no problem, the money was ready in cash. He'd pay upon seeing the video.

They asked for half upfront.

Zachary agreed.

That night, he paid 2.5 million dollars.

But he warned them that Benedict, despite being thin, was a great fighter. His four bodyguards, who were quite skilled, were no match for him.

One of them pulled out a gun, placed it on the table, and said coldly, "Can Benedict fight against this?"

A woman added coolly, "If we have his daughter, can he still fight?"

Zachary was stunned, then delighted, laughing heartily, completely satisfied.