Chapter 894
Kenny roared, “You useless piece of trash! You’re my son! With me backing you up and your sister married into the Golding family, what the hell are you crying about? Pull yourself together! I’m getting you out of there, and once I do, the entire Rhodes Corporation will belong to us. Got it?”
However, Kenny’s words did little to comfort Michael. Michael lifted his disheveled face, looking as pathetic as a pig in the mud, and wailed, “Dad, I don’t give a damn about Rhodes Corporation! What I care about… is that my manhood is gone! It’s shattered, completely destroyed… Do you have any idea what that feels like?! I’ll never be able to sleep with women again! I’ll never feel pleasure again!”
Kenny felt a chill run from the top of his head to the soles of his feet, like a bucket of ice water had just been dumped on him. “Y–Your manhood is gone?” His voice shot up several octaves, filled with disbelief.
Michael’s expression twisted with pure hatred as he pointed at Andrew and screamed, “It was him! That bastard! He’s the one who kicked it to pieces! Dad, you have to get me out of here! You have to make him pay! I don’t care what it takes—I want him to suffer ten times, no, a hundred times worse than me!” His wails echoed through the underground cell, sharp and agonizing.
Kenny bellowed, “Andrew, you little bastard! The crimes you’ve committed are unforgivable! I swear, I will wipe out your entire bloodline!”
Andrew smirked and casually pressed his foot onto Michael’s head. “Mr. Kenny, what was that? Speak up—I think my signal’s a little weak.”
Kenny’s eyes widened in disbelief. “Get your damn foot off of Michael! You little bastard, I’ll kill you!”
Andrew simply applied more pressure, and Michael’s screams pierced through the cell. Andrew still had a smile plastered on his face. “Go on, Mr. Kenny, keep talking. You were saying something about wiping out my bloodline?”
Kenny opened his mouth, but no words came out. His breathing grew heavy as he was fuming with rage. He kept telling himself that he had to keep his cool, and it was clear now—Andrew had not picked up this call to negotiate. No, Andrew had answered just to humiliate him, just to make him watch Michael suffer. He silently cursed at Andrew, vowing to kill him and his entire family.
Forcing down his rage, Kenny’s voice turned cold. “Fine. Name your price. What do you really want?”
Andrew chuckled. “See, you old bastard. If you had just begged sooner, Michael could’ve avoided all this suffering. Why make things so difficult?”
Kenny snapped, “Cut the crap! What do you want?!”
Andrew’s tone turned sharp. “What if I said I don’t want anything? That I’m doing this just because I can’t stand your pathetic excuse of a son? That I enjoy making his life a living hell?”
Kenny’s tongue stiffened. For a moment, he was speechless. “You f*cking piece of…” This bastard was not even trying to negotiate, just provoking him for fun. At that moment, Kenny almost had to admire him. This kid was not just crazy—he was out of his damn mind.
Andrew let out a cold laugh. “If you want Michael back, it’s easy—you and the Golding family stop targeting…”