Chapter 18

The mingling smell of blood and alcohol was thick in

the air inside VIP room number 888 at The Paradise.

The unpleasant odor was stifling.

“Hold it!”

Just as Samuel’s lackeys armed themselves with

anything they could find in the room–wine bottles,

stools, even a fruit knife–to fight Emmanuel, Samuel

called out, halting his men.

His subordinates turned to stare at him, confused by

his command.

Samuel ignored them and instead stared intently at

Emmanuel.

He could tell from Emmanuel’s gaze that the young

man was ready to fight anyone who was in his

death.

way to

The head of the underground circles was not born in

one day. Samuel had fought his way to the top and

once possessed the same gaze as Emmanuel.

He knew it signaled a man who would not even flinch

at the prospect of death. Anyone foolish enough to

confront such a man would suffer a painful end.

Samuel could not help but ask, “Brat, who exactly sent

you here?

He only occupied the project grounds by force

extent of the

past, Terence Group

sent men to oust them to no avail.

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into a big deal for fear

Samuel’s retaliation.

never imagined someone

confront him today,

fighting skills to boot.

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replying to

none of your business. I’ve said

your men from the project

I will fight you to the

it was positively chilling.

stared at

anyone to taunt

any

Emmanuel with bright eyes.

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man

Samuel burst into

An

lasted a good while before his

replied sneeringly, “What a

Yeringham would dare to use such a tone

But young

know that once I give

floating along

tomorrow.”

struck fear within Sheldon,

fear. He sucked

to calm

hardly joked around, and he would

good on

know I

drag all of

meant every word he had said.

on Emmanuel’s

of options, in any case.

home to meet his mother.

his proud wife would turn her nose

and it would be near impossible to

his family home in the

Emmanuel found themselves engaged in

The older

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