Were My Parents Murdered?

Wayne caught Andrew’s wrist, gripping it hard. “I just warned you not to over step your boundaries, right?” He twisted violently.

Cayenne gasped in shock as the tall and muscular Andrew was flung hard to the wall, with sounds of ribs cracking.

“Ah! Punk!” Andrew screamed in anguish. “You humiliated me!”

Everywhere was quiet, even his men stared down at him in pity. The mighty Andrew Tates was beaten up by a mere nobody.

Wayne hissed and turned away. The few people gawking at him gave way as he made their way to the counter.

“I demand to see the manager right now!” Wayne asked the worker that was seated there.

Cayenne glanced back to see that one of Andrew’s men was on his feet, clutching his stomach and making a call.

Her hands trembled in fear as she stared at Wayne. She had no idea who he was but he’d put himself in trouble by standing up for her.

She rushed forward to stop him from causing more chaos. “I really appreciate your help sir, but it’s best if you leave now. Andrew Tates

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