Hilton and Garry shared pensive glances. Hilton then asked, "What do you mean?"

"Did I stutter? Don't you understand English anymore? I said you should leave this city immediately!" Edmund uttered impatiently.

They had dared to put out a false rumor about Chelsea, so he wanted to teach them a lesson. He was lenient enough to tell them to leave. If he had his way, he would have thrown them in jail.

Like the greedy person that he was, Hilton decided to leverage this opportunity. He said, "I'm afraid that relocating is not for the poor. Since you want us to leave this city, you have to give us money."

How dare Edmund drive them away without giving them a penny? This wasn't how the world worked. Hilton reasoned that they needed to be paid off.

"In your dreams, old man! You won't get a dime from me!" Edmund yelled at him.

As he shook the glass in his hand, the ice in it made a faint noise. He looked up at them again and said more fiercely, "In case you don't know, that's not a suggestion. It's an order. If you don't leave, I have a thousand and one ways to make sure you leave here broken. It's up to you."

"You!" Hilton pointed at him, his skin burning hot.

He thought Edmund invited them over to negotiate and give them some money. Much to his dismay, he was sending them away without paying them off.


He wanted to fight back, but he stopped himself. Edmund's threat shook him up. There was a high possibility that he would make good his threat.

Worse still, their suffering could start now since two vicious-looking men were already standing behind them.

After concocting a potential way out of this mess in his head, Garry smiled and said, "Mr. Nelson, I have noticed that you are super protective of Chelsea these days. Are you in love with her?"

Edmund stared daggers at him, his lips sealed.

His silence was acquiescence in Garry's opinion. He cupped his hands and said, "Mr. Nelson, please give us one million dollars and I'll tell you a secret that can be beneficial to you!"

Edmund scoffed and eyed him. Afterward, he snapped his fingers at the two brawny men behind them.

They immediately stepped forward. Before Garry and Hilton knew what was happening, they were pressed hard to the floor.

"Ouch!" The two of them cried out in pain at the same time.

Still seated on the sofa, Edmund looked down at them and commanded, "Now, speak!"

He was highly interested in knowing this so-called secret, but he didn't want to pay to hear it. He had given them a lot of money for three whole years. And that was more than enough in his opinion.

The hatred Edmund had for these men now couldn't be quantified. If they had treated Chelsea well, he would have shown them mercy.

They didn't, so he was going to be brutal.

Men who behaved like wild animals like these two were best dealt with the use of force.

Garry was hell-bent on extorting money from Edmund using the so-called secret. But he couldn't keep shut after his attacker exerted more force on his hand. It was as if his bones were one squeeze away from cracking.

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