Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

What Jesse said was actually true, but Chris wouldn’t believe him at that point.

His symptoms and discomfort were worsening, and the toxicology report from the hospital in Fairlake had confirmed the poisoning.

To make matters worse, Jesse’s men grabbed him and brought him over before he could even confront Jesse about it.

After a brief confrontation, Jesse explained his side of the story and demanded that Chris sign the share transfer agreement. When Chris refused to do so, Jesse shot his subordinates dead right in front of him.

Chris was still struggling to come to terms with what had just happened.

I know Jesse is greedy and ruthless, but I didn’t expect him to just resort to violence like this! How can I even believe a single word he says?

“Sign it, and you can live your life peacefully as the ‘Mr. Nacht’ you are pretending to be. If you don’t…”

Jesse pointed at the two corpses on the floor with his toe as he continued with an icy-cold look in his eyes, “Well, you know what will happen.”

he glared at Jesse. The look in his eyes was filled with a fit of burning anger, and his knuckles were cracking

he held himself back from lashing out because he knew he was

even be walking out

picked up the pen with his bloodstained hand. He then signed the name “Zachary Nacht” on the share

of training did pay off, after all!

kept quiet and continued glaring

then turned toward Nancy and said, “Go get your husband cleaned up, Nancy.

replied with a nod before

he stared at the two corpses one final time

all when they saw Chris all covered in blood. Instead, they all seemed so used to

incidents have taken place in

into her room, Nancy had the servants help clean him up and get him a fresh change of clothes. She then sat down on the sofa to have a

the outcomes of both choices, weighing the pros and cons of each choice to determine

“Get the f*ck out!”