Andre fumbled as he took out his phone, as thumbed through the menus Rhowell suddenly dived towards him, trying to grab the phone.

Rhowell was single minded… If Andre said there was a recording, there must be one.

Once that recording was played for everyone, he was dead.

Even if Charlie didn’t kill him.

The mafia would not let him live.

With all his strength Rhowell leapt forward, no matter the cost the phone must not survive.

No phone.

No proof.

He shot towards an unsuspecting Andre, mindlessly navigating his phone.

As Rhowell began to move, so did Wesley.

With lightning speed Wesley grabbed Rhewell’s wrist and bent it backwards.

Rhewell wailed in pain.

“Don’t destroy his hand, Wesley.” Charlie spoke nonchalantly.

do, he’ll be

Rhowell glanced at Wesley before

that if it weren’t for

Charlie’s words, Wesley

to exert force, he turned around and said to one of his

soldier immediately stepped forward, tied

but kneel

failed, Rhowell was waiting for the judgment of fate like the

found the recording, turned the volume to

Rhowell’s voice came,

poison in the wine in drinks of their

pills will take

take effect in about an

will make them fall asleep first, and the poison will make their respiratory system paralyzed and eventually cause them to

him, “A family of

Claudia didn’t eat at home that night and said she was going to a party

she should

thought her family was

“You

were

said, “Mr. Richie, please rest assured that I had

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