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Rylee puffed up her cheeks and screamed regardless, “What the hell is wrong with you, old man. You’re as assiduous as a school counsellor, but you are not satisfied with my apologies. Don’t you just want to kill me? Then come on! Come on! Do it!”

Rylee shouted, even tilting her head towards Timothy as if calling him to chop her head off.

Timothy couldn’t help but laugh out.

Before he could speak, Rylee suddenly jumped up and stomped Timothy’s shoe, then raised her arm to hit Timothy on the chin. After that, she turned around and ran away like a squirrel.

She panicked as she ran away.

Rylee was running in the direction of Armand.

Kenneth widened his eyes in disbelief.

Gosh, what had he just seen? The greatest warrior, Timothy Wheeler, had taken a beating?

Who was Timothy?

He was a warrior with extraordinary powers!

He could even take out dozens of special forces soldiers with his bare hands!

Had that naive girl just beaten up Timothy just now?

“Hey! Damn girl! You, uppity brat! Do you know who you hit? You want your ancestors to get killed?”

Kenneth shouted behind Rylee.

“Her ancestors have long died.” Timothy corrected Kenneth with a smirk.

Kenneth froze, “You’re right.”

Only after saying that did he think of another problem and shouted over to Armand, “Armand! Stop that brat! Get her!”

The girl was running in the direction of Armand.

Armand was just about to make his move, but he saw Timothy raise his right hand to keep him from moving. So, Armand pretended to be a passer-by again and watched Rylee ran past him.

“Hey! Boss! What’s wrong with you! Why didn’t you let Armand catch her? Why let her go?” Kenneth was so anxious that he was stamping his feet and scratching his head.

When he looked up at the tall and powerful Timothy, he saw that the boss had a slight smile on his face.

‘No way! Is the boss smiling?’

Timothy narrowed his eyes, looking at the fading figure of Rylee, gently opened his mouth, “She looks like a middle school student.”

“Oh… What? Boss, what did you just say?”

Kenneth picked his ears and looked askance at Timothy.

Only then Timothy turned to look at Kenneth, flicked his index finger at Kenneth’s forehead and said, “Will you die if you don’t speak?”

Kenneth looked aggrieved, “Boss, I haven’t even spoken at this point. It’s only you nagging with that brat.”

towards Armand and ordered

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be fixed! The Bugatti is still new and it’s like this now. That little brat is so damned!

babbled as he followed

he walked, “Not the Bugatti. It’s the

Why would that brat’s shitty car need to be repaired? Is it worth it? It’s just a bunch of junk!

stopped talking to

steps to stop Timothy, “Boss! Let me ask you, you could have dodged that brat’s kick and punch. Why did

and replied to him earnestly, “I’m happy to do

saying that, he bumped Kenneth’s

already opened the car door and was waiting respectfully

scratched his head and shouted unsatisfactorily, “But why, boss? Why did you let that brat get away with it?

of transparent tape over Kenneth’s mouth, “Boss ordered you

waved his

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better than her

were no catchers behind her, and only then did Rylee dare to stop,

would be dead for sure this time… Whoo, so

to sit down, fanning herself with her hand. Her legs were almost cramping

Bugatti!

That was a Bugatti!

the money for one of its wheels was an astronomical

a little, she would probably be mad

with the back of her hand and let out a long

in thought

didn’t look mean, but why

Rylee finally realised it. Perhaps the kind of brutality on that

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Pfft.

wine in Manfred Shawn’s

You said the thing you’re torn about is that girl

of person. You’re not the kind of person who cares about what others think of you. Even if someone called you gramps, you wouldn’t bother about it. But why

matter how many people scolded Timothy for his cruelty, he never took it

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like this kind of person. You’re not the kind of person who cares about what others think of you. Even if someone called you gramps, you wouldn’t bother about it. But why do

his wine glass and lowered his eyes,

girl stubbornly called him

lifted his glass and finished the

mind is not how she called you, right? But that

didn’t reply but merely raised his eyebrow and finished a glass of

unlike Manfred, who was always so polite and gentle. Timothy rarely smiled

took the initiative to change the

“When is it?”

man! Didn’t I tell you a long time ago?

try to

table and threw it as he turned

the bullseye of the dartboard