Life at the Top

Jim shook his head and forced a smile. “I’m fine.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll get them back for that kick,” Jasper promised.

Before Jim could speak, Hector began to snicker by the side after hearing that remark.

“On what grounds? Don’t you know that tonight’s the night the three of you useless pieces of sh*t die?”

Hector smiled as well and spoke arrogantly, “The Combe family isn’t one trash like you can afford to provoke.”

“You’re Jasper Laine, right? I hear that you’re rich. Who knows if your money can save you tonight or not, hmm?”

Jasper looked at Jacob calmly and asked, “This is what you brothers prepared for me tonight?”

Hector mocked, “Still so arrogant even though you’re a dead man. Just kill him, Jacob. These kinds of people won’t know they’re screwed until it’s too late.”

Jacob smiled and glanced at Jasper coldly. “Don’t worry, we still have another distinguished guest tonight. You three dogs will be the entertainment I provide my extinguished guests.”

Jasper. “I want you to walk out that door

he turned to tell Hector, “Stay here and watch them. The guests are

then rushed out the

you wait, you’ll know very soon that

Jim to the sofa at the sight of the other’s

his head. “I won’t be able to walk with my joints and bones like this, but

little longer, then. We’ll decide

regret a thing,

the Hoary Stock Clubhouse, Jacob courteously opened the door of a Benz that had stopped

greeted with a charming

the clubhouse disdainfully and pursed his lips. “This is it? The

you’ve seen your fair share of things since you grew up in Harbor City, Mr. Law. How would I dare one-up you like that? This is just a simple reception,

f*cking eloquent when you aren’t. I don’t like fake b*tches. Since you were attentive with my lodgings and

“Yes, yes, of course.”