Chapter 174 A Tyrant

Damien stifled a faint yawn. “You go ahead,” he remarked, his movements reflecting a hint of drowsiness.

Blake nodded in response. The young man then raised his head, his demeanor exuding self-assuredness as he assessed the men before him. “I can handle ten of you.”

Laughter rippled through the crowd. “Just you alone?” they taunted.

“A teenager like you?”

“He’s this skinny and thinks he can take on ten?”

“Tell

your parents to feed you more, kid. We won’t pick on you!”

Blake narrowed his eyes, grinning defiantly. “If you’ve got the guts, come at me.”

young man’s icy aura, coupled with his provocative

forward, closing in

fast that she struggled to keep up with the action. In less than a couple of minutes, the group’s front line had all been

gaze to the onlookers outside. “Who’s

no!” someone shouted, and the entire group

to Vivian helping her husband

pay for this!” Vivian’s menacing words

Cherise thought, still trying

he’d keep her company, while most of the time, he would

have imagined that Blake possessed such formidable combat

from

faint smile, extending his

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want some

answer, Cherise’s stomach growled. The choice was

faintly, rocked his wheelchair, cradled Cherise, and, with Mr. Kolson’s assistance,

the commotion. As this group entered

he handed the menu to Cherise, “Vivian’s husband is a tyrant; I bet he never expected to meet someone who

a regular at this restaurant during high school, was well-acquainted

owner.

Cherise ordered, she raised an eyebrow and asked, “Is

sighed deeply,

that

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