Mr. North's face darkened with cold fury when he noticed that Gareth had no intention of getting on the private jet.

"Gareth, do you think the world revolves around you? We're about to take off, so please hurry up. Ms. Benett will not be here to see you off. Don't even dream of it!"

He was the one who had the two glasses sent for a DNA test.

Furthermore, he was also the one who received the results of the DNA test.

With the evidence in front of them, they would be busy catching up with each other. Elisa wouldn't have time to worry about Gareth.

Gareth glanced at him, ignoring his scornful remarks. "When did I say I was leaving?" he asked, his voice calm and indifferent.

Mr. North was confused by his behavior.

"What do you mean?"

Mr. North couldn't understand what Gareth was implying. He had packed his bags with his assistant and was already there. But Gareth had suddenly said that he wasn't leaving.

Was he pulling his leg?

Mr. North's face turned grimmer with each passing second.


He wanted to grab Gareth by the collar and force him to follow him, but Gareth immediately shoved him aside.

"We're not at the KKCD Casino anymore. You have no right to touch me!"

No right?

The two words lingered in Mr. North's mind, fueling his fury.

Mr. North's fist was cocked and ready to strike, but Gareth saw it coming and punched him in the gut.

He had wanted to beat Gareth up since that day at the casino.

And finally, his opportunity had arrived!

They were evenly matched at the beginning of the fight.

Gareth's jaw tensed with determination as he allowed Mr. North to pummel him with his punches.

Although it seemed as though Gareth was weak and needed Elisa's help, that was not the case.

He had a plan bubbling in his head all along.

Mr. North was so confident in his victory that he didn't even notice Gareth letting him win. He thought he had finally become stronger, but in reality, Gareth was just playing possum.

This was the reason why Mr. North was winning over Gareth.

Mr. North signaled for his subordinates to come over. "Take him to the basement," he said smugly.

"Sure, Mr. North."

His subordinates curtly nodded, obeying his command. They immediately pulled Gareth up and dragged him away.

On their way to the basement, Mr. North couldn't help but sneer at Gareth's miserable state.

"Gareth," Mr. North said, his voice dripping with condescension. "I heard you were quite a good fighter in the past."

"But how did you end up like this with a few simple punches?" he asked, his eyes glinting with amusement.
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