Surely there was no way that Frank was here to celebrate Carlo Group taking over Zamri Hospital, was there? Hence, the private room quickly turned awkwardly silent.

Bang!

Eventually, Carlo slammed his fist on the table, breaking the silence and causing all the tableware to shake. "What the hell is this, Fredo?!" he bellowed.

Seeing his father's murderous glare, Fredo looked like he could cry. "Dad... L-Let's just go back to the midlands!"

"What?!"

Carlo almost blew a fuse at his son's groveling and pointed at him as he huffed, "You piece of shit! I dare you to say it again!"

"Dad, I just want to survive! Let's just leave already!"

loudly everyone in the room could hear him, even as he dropped to his knees in front of the table despite his father's furious glare.

"You piece of shit!"

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everyone around the table that they had successfully taken over Zamri

in was to beg him to flee and that their enemy was beyond

Carlo was certainly humiliated!

this, Mr. Barzini?" Geon asked Carlo just then, seeing how things were turning out contrary to what he expected. He was

to welcome Carlo and to

came running as everyone

not a slap

out of the air,

down on the chair which the waiter

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