Xanxus put one hand behind his back and fiddled with his string of beads with the other. He looked down at the ground and said nothing. He would never deign to see a no-name man in most cases, but this concerned the casino, so he had to be here himself. Still, he refused to talk with Kingsley, thinking that he was too good for that.

Frederick looked at his boss before pointing at Kingsley. "Mr. Norton is here for you, kid. Now grovel before him! Nobody disrespects Mr. Norton like this!"

Kingsley smiled and remained in his seat. He kept smoking. The guy did not really care for Xanxus.

Frederick shot him a glare and roared, "Are you listening, you b*stard?" He tossed a card to Kingsley. "This is the money you want! Now give us the letter of transfer!"

Kingsley puffed another circle of smoke, but he was still silent. He was waiting for Xanxus to speak first. Playing arrogant, are we? Let's take you down a few notches then. A lowly gang boss doesn't get to lord me around.


Xanxus was annoyed by how calm Kingsley was, and he couldn't help but say, "I know you've heard of me, kid. I've given you what you wanted, so give me my casino back."

"And why should I?" Kingsley crossed his legs. "I won it fair and square. Now you come into my room and demand I give it back for free? That's against the rules, isn't it?"

"Why you little…" Frederick was about to whip his gun out, but he looked to his boss for permission. "Why don't we just kill this guy?"

Xanxus looked at Frederick darkly. "Rhys told you that the Gamblers Organization is involved, didn't he?"

"Yeah, and it's not wise to get on their bad side." Frederick understood what Xanxus was trying to say. "So what should we do with him?"

Xanxus turned his gaze to Kingsley. "What do you want, kid?"

Kingsley tossed his cigarette to the ground and stomped on it with his foot. "I want you dead."

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