Chapter 18

The mingling smell of blood and alcohol was thick in

the air inside VIP room number 888 at The Paradise.

The unpleasant odor was stifling.

“Hold it!”

Just as Samuel’s lackeys armed themselves with

anything they could find in the room–wine bottles,

stools, even a fruit knife–to fight Emmanuel, Samuel

called out, halting his men.

His subordinates turned to stare at him, confused by

his command.

Samuel ignored them and instead stared intently at

Emmanuel.

He could tell from Emmanuel’s gaze that the young

man was ready to fight anyone who was in his

death.

way to

The head of the underground circles was not born in

one day. Samuel had fought his way to the top and

once possessed the same gaze as Emmanuel.

He knew it signaled a man who would not even flinch

at the prospect of death. Anyone foolish enough to

confront such a man would suffer a painful end.

Samuel could not help but ask, “Brat, who exactly sent

you here?

He only occupied the project grounds by force

the extent

the past, Terence Group and

them

A

into a

Samuel’s retaliation.

never imagined someone from Terence

confront him today, and one

fighting skills to

3/7

to

of your business. I’ve

call off your men from

fight you to

sounded so calm it

the room stared at him,

never known anyone to taunt

brazenly without any backup.

gazed at Emmanuel with

18 A Worthy

most gallant

burst into

An

laughter lasted a good while

He replied sneeringly, “What

Yeringham would dare

But young

that once I give

be

tomorrow.”

fear

fear. He sucked in

calm himself

around, and

on his

I do know I have a goal to complete

up dead, I’ll drag all of

every word he had said.

boast on Emmanuel’s part.

options, in any case. He needed to

home to

failed today, his proud wife would

at him, and it would be near impossible to

to visit his family

Emmanuel found themselves

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