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!"

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

"You piece of shit!"

picking up an ashtray, flinging it at

that his son would announce in front of everyone

in was to beg him to

Carlo was certainly humiliated!

were turning out

all, he had invited various rich and important figures of Zamri here to welcome Carlo and to

now, Carlo's own son came running as everyone watched, begging his

that if not a slap to Geon's

that Carlo threw out of the air, smiling as he walked

murderous glares, he sat down on the chair which the waiter

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