Chapter 122 Kick Casey Out
Rainbows were going to shoot out of Amara''s eyes as she heard Casey''s reply. "What are you waiting
for? Go and transfer it to me now. Since my daughter''s at work, just transfer it to me, and I''ll transfer it
to her."
Casey said nothing and carried rted files with him to transfer the vi to Amara.
Just fifteen million. Money was no object for him. If Amara changed her mind, he''d buy another vi
nearby.
Then he and Amara spent the whole morning in transferring the vi.
Amara was over the moon as she saw her name printed on the new property ownership certificate.
She''d never thought she''d own a vi worth over fifteen million.
"You''ve got what you want. Don''t forget your promise, or I''ll make you regret," Casey said coldly.
Amara didn''t take his words seriously as she thought Casey was stupid enough to assume she''d be at
his mercy.
Anyway, she''d never give the vi back to him.
"Casey, you little idiot. Now I''m the owner of the vi. If you don''t follow my lead, I''ll kick you out of my
vi."
Casey shook his head and sighed that he was too naive to think Amara would keep her promise.
"Listen. I''m back home. And you, how could you sleep with my daughter? Go to sleep in the smallest
room of my vi, or get out of there!" Amara demanded.
"Bullshit!" Casey bellowed.
Amara didn''t believe he could abandon his vi. "Casey, you hear me right. I''m the owner of the vi
now, and I can kick you out as I like."
"Come on. You don''t really think I''ll be at your mercy due to a vi, don''t you?" Casey taunted.
"Save it, Casey. The expensive vi must have cost all your savings. Without the vi, you''re penniless
now," Amara snorted.
"I''ve told you two million dors means nothing to me," Casey said.
Amara rolled her eyes and left as she thought it was just another lie.
Casey was about to catch up with her when he found Jordan was standing in the corner nearby.
Instead of smiling, he looked upset.
Which aroused Casey''s curiosity, and he decided to talk to Jordan.
"Mr. Davies, let''se home, as your family desperately needs you. Your mother has urged me many
times to bring you home," Jordan said.
Casey smirked, "I''ve told you I''ll walk away from my family''s business."
Jordan sighed and said, "Fine, but don''t you want toe back to B City with me? I''m leaving
tomorrow."
Casey shook his head, smiling. "Bon voyage!"
Jordan sighed again. "You know they''ll send another man to bring you back, right? Soon we''ll get to
see each other again in B City."
Casey was dumbfounded and asked, "Whom they''ll send here?"
Jordan smiled and said, "You''ll get it. I hope whoever wille here can make you change your mind
and quickly go home. Your family are waiting for you."
Then Jordan walked into ane as Casey wanted to ask more about the person, but when he chased
him into thene, he found no trace of Jordan.
Casey was confused as he wondered if there was anyone that could persuade him into going home,
which even Jordan, the head butler of his family, couldn''t handle.
For a split second, he thought of several possible persons who were not so easy-going.
In spite of everything, he was sure he''d never go home.
Then he didn''t go back to the vi, instead, he went to the Starry Night Club.
Morgan had been feeling better as he was strong enough to recover incredibly fast. His recovery just
cost him less than two weeks, which could take a couple of months for others.
His recovery assured Casey.
Conor came over to say, "Do you remember Robert? My men have found some stuff about his
background."
"Good," Casey said.
"What we have found is that he''s with the Grey family, the most powerful family in J City," Conor said.
Casey arched his eyebrow as he knew some things about the J City''s Grey family ording to Amara
and Nics'' conversations. It was said that Francis had always been brown-nosing the Grey family, but
they thought the Patel family was disqualified and inadequate.
Casey did recall thatst time when Robert begged for his mercy, Robert did say that he was with the
Young Master Grey.
"Yes, sir. He must be the bodyguard of the Young Master Grey, who knew Alfred Frost. So, Alfred
asked him to kill us."
"It''s said that the Young Master Grey is a vengeful man, and I''m afraid that he''ll revenge on us since
Robert''s arms were broken by you."
Conor''s face was filled with worry.
Casey thought for a moment and said, "Calm down. Now that Alfred was killed, you are the boss of the
Underground World in J City. The Grey family won''t have the guts to confront you."
"Besides, it''smon to be hurt in the mafia conflicts. The Young Master Grey should know it,
otherwise I''ll teach him a lesson," Casey said.
Conor was shocked and said, "But he''s the only young master of the Grey family. If he''s going to start a
conflict with us, lots of people will follow his lead. Also, they don''t know your identity but your face. As
what you said, he may fear my power now, but he''s not afraid of you. You might be his target enemy
now."
Caseyughed. "So what? Is the Grey family more powerful than me? Take it easy. If hees at me,
I''ll make him cry uncle."
Conor wondered how powerful Casey was that he should looked down upon the Grey family, the most
powerful family in J City.
Suddenly, Casey''s phone rang as Diana messaged him.
"I saw you step into the Starry Night Club. You son of a bitch! I know what you did in the club."
He ignored her message and put the phone away as Diana sent him a photo.
In the photo was Diana suddenly hugging him when he helped her to bed.
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But it seemed like it was he who hugged her first and threw her in the bed as if he wanted to rape her.
Casey didn''t think she would have this photo. It suddenly dawned on her that she purposely snaped
this photo after pretending to pass out.
"What are you going to do?" He texted back.
"Guess. You''ll never know it as you went to find those bitches rather than me."
Casey threw the phone away as he really didn''t care about Diana''s absurd imagination. After all, he
was here to care for Morgan.
Then he left for Hazelfield Estate.
After opening the door to the vi, he found there were more stuff than he left, which all belonged to
him, including the photo of him and Edith.
Casey quickly picked it up and wiped the dust away. It was the only photo in which both he and Edith
were together, and he treasured it a lot. Whoever throw it out here couldn''t be too evil.
Then there came Amara with a box in her arms. After dumping it onto the floor, his clothes were
scattered on the floor.
Leveling her with a hard look, Casey asked, "What the hell are you doing?"
Amara smirked, "What are you doing here? I told you I''d kick you out, remember? Here''s your garbage.
Get out of my house with it now. You are thest person I want to see in the world."
Casey''s heart was squeezed as he never thought Amara would kick him out as soon as she owned the
vi.
"Are you sure you want to cut me loose?" Casey asked, ring at her.
"Casey, now I''m the owner of the vi. I want you out, and you''ll get out of here. Nevere back to
annoy me," Amara yelled.
Then Nics showed up and said, "Amara, wait! He can do some cleaning for us here."
Amara gave him a re. "Do some cleaning? Bullshit! He''s just a piece of trash."
Nics quickly shut up as he feared that his wife might kick him out of the vi, too.
When Amara was busy urging Casey to leave, Edith came home from work. Seeing her mother angrily
stand beside Casey''s clothes, she hastily asked her mother, "Mom, what''s going on here?"
Amara smugly said, "Sweetheart, Casey has transferred his vi to me, and it''s our house now. We
don''t have to live with the bastard anymore."
Edith''s heart stuttered as she couldn''t understand why Casey transferred his vi to her mother.
"Why?" Edith asked.
"He''s a good-for-nothing. He has nothing but a vi, but we own the vi now. He''s useless," Amara
argued.
Edith couldn''t believe her mother could be so ruthless.
Then she looked at Casey and grabbed him by hand, saying, "I''ll leave with you. I''ve got nothing to
miss in this family."