"Exactly!" Urian cried anxiously. "Y-You and your men should hurry... I'm barely holding on here!"

"You're barely holding on?"

Chet was taken aback-was that man with Noel that amazing?

Urian had over a hundred goons too, but that man could handle them all by himself?!

Chet certainly did not believe it, and it also soon occurred to him that Urian was exaggerating just to get more goodies from him.

"Sly old fox," he snorted, though he had no choice but to hurry with his men.

Still, it was curiously quiet, and there were no security guards in sight at all.

"Wait!"

a hand to stop the others, frowning despite Chet's glare of impatience. "Chet-I mean, Mr. Jonas-don't

could think about was Noel's devastating figure and

to stop the fire blazing in his loins. And he actually thought he

hence being interrupted while he was pulling down his pants, leaving

shot for getting it on with Draconia's top actress! If he messed this up, he would most likely not

as he snapped through gritted teeth, "Listen here-I'm the leader of this operation, not you, Grom! If

at Chet's threat-they might have no respect for garbage like Chet, but

right-if he complained to Sil, everyone here would not be spared

Mr. Jonas," Grom reasoned. "I'm just trying to say that you have to be careful. The vibes

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