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

knew the extent of the company’s

Terence Group

them to no

18 A Worthy

issue into a big deal for fear

Samuel’s retaliation.

someone from Terence

confront him today,

skills

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of replying to Samuel’s question,

“That’s none of your business. I’ve

call off your

I will fight you to the

calm it was positively

the room stared at him,

had never known anyone to

brazenly without any backup.

Emmanuel with

18 A

the most gallant man

burst into

An

good while before

“What a

Yeringham would dare to use

young

know that

will be floating

tomorrow.”

threat struck fear within

from fear. He sucked in

calm

around, and

good on his

that,” Emmanuel continued firmly, “but I do know I

of you down to h*ll

he had said. This was

boast on Emmanuel’s part.

of options, in any

to

proud wife would turn

at him, and it would be near

to visit his family home in the

found themselves

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