A Whirlwind Marriage with the Beautiful CEO

Chapter 41

“What if I don’t want to drink?” Andrius glared at everyone present

coldly.

“Don’t want to drink?” Fatty Frank scoffed and then looked at the man beside him. “Pip, remind me, what happened to the last guy who didn’t do as he was told?”

Pip simply said, “That guy is now a carpet in my house. Furry on one side, naked on the other. My friends thought I got a lousy bear rug.”

Fatty Frank then asked another man, “Denson, how about the other guy? What happened to him now?”

“Well, I haven’t heard from him in the afterlife.” The man then replied with a question of his own, “Fatty Frank, how about that guy who didn’t listen to you?”

“Me?” Fatty Frank looked at Andrius and raised his voice, “I’m merciful. I put him into a bottle, soaked him with formalin, and offered his body to the university for research purposes.”

Threats! Brazen threats!

Andrius simply ignored them and wanted to leave the room when suddenly, the door flew open with a loud thud.

Startled, everyone looked at the entrance and saw two men walking in.

Displeased, Fatty Frank bellowed, “Who the hell are you two? Who gave you permission to come in?”

Lothar scoffed. “Someone in

recognized the man.

“I bumped into him just now, but

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already apologized.

apology is hardly enough!” Lothar then walked to Angel and pinched her chin. “But if you come to my room and drink with me, I’ll forget that it

was not a weak and timid woman either. She

“Hey!”

the leader of Team Five, Fatty Frank stood up for his subordinate.” Angel’s already apologized. If you keep causing trouble, don’t blame us

“Yeah!”

out or prepare to

other guys rolled their sleeves

with numbers now, are

glanced at the trust fund babies and

out of

of men stormed in while many others packed the corridor outside. The trust fund babies were frightened and

up to Lothar and said, “ Come on, man. It’s just

and roared, “Don’t even think about getting close to Lothar, you

echoed in the room, everyone was frightened, especially Fatty Frank. He

stammered, “A-are you Lothar

at Fatty Frank and thundered, “That’s right. I am the leader of the Racer