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

he knew the extent of

the past, Terence Group

them to

18 A Worthy

the issue into a big deal for

Samuel’s retaliation.

imagined someone from Terence

today, and one who

skills

3/7

to Samuel’s question,

none of your business. I’ve

call off your

fight you to the bitter

sounded so calm it was positively

room stared at him,

known anyone to taunt

brazenly without any backup.

gazed at Emmanuel with

A

most gallant

Samuel burst into

An

good while

He replied sneeringly, “What a surprise! To

in Yeringham would dare to

me! But young fella, you’re

skills. You should know that once I give

be floating along

tomorrow.”

fear

crumpled from fear. He

calm

around, and

good on his

I do know I have a goal to

all of you down to

word he had said. This was no

boast on Emmanuel’s part.

in any

home to meet his

failed today, his proud wife

would be near impossible

family home in

Emmanuel found

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