Life at the Top

Henry’s head snapped up and he stated at Prince icily.

After experiencing the tragic lesson of being beaten up by Henry in the meeting room, Prince did feel slightly afraid. He instinctively leaned backward to escape Henry’s gaze, but the man immediately realized what he was doing.

Henry was the one who would be charged for murder, not him!

“What the f*ck are you looking at?!”

Prince scolded and pointed at Henry’s nose while continuing, “You think that just because you’re f*cking from Harbor City, that you’re more powerful than anyone? You had fun beating people up randomly, didn’t you?”

“Well, I’m telling you today that only low-level trash raise their fist. You’re nothing when it comes to a proper scheme.”

“No matter how cruel you are, you’d never be able to get away from this murder charge! You hear me?”

Law family, they’re not completely defenseless

your slimy hands

“You!”

Henry could still be so domineering

to back down when he saw Henry’s furious expression. As if to recover from the shame he felt, Prince sneered. “Being calculative with a mad dog that’s going to get screwed over is an insult

idea that you’re framing in e, you little f*cker. This was a setup since

he

suddenly gained the courage to call me a Harbie at noon today? All I did was slap the man and you tell

“You still don’t get

hit him today and he’s dead now. The autopsy stated very clearly that he

you get for being arrogant and always itching to fight. Now do you know how

Prince’s collar. He spat icily, “F*ck you, you f*cking dumb*ss. You think two slaps can kill a person? After I slapped you so many times

jumping out to blame me.