CHAPTER 43

Norman was seething, his face red with fury. "You think you’re untouchable? You think you can just walk in here and do whatever you want?"

Adam sipped his wine, unbothered. "That’s exactly what I’m doing."

Norman’s hand clenched around his phone, veins pulsing at his temple. "Let’s see how smug you are after this."

Rhea frowned, stepping forward slightly. "Mr. Norman, what are you doing?"

Norman sneered, his lips curling. "I’m calling the one man even this scum won’t dare to cross."

Monica’s face lit up with wicked glee, her eyes sparkling. "Who is it?"

Norman pressed a few buttons and brought the phone to his ear, his expression full of twisted triumph. "The Destroyer."

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The room buzzed with fear, whispers rippling through the crowd.

"The Destroyer?" someone muttered in disbelief. "He’s really calling him?"

"We’re about to see this fool get torn to pieces," Robin said, his grin growing wider by the second.

Racheal crossed her arms, glaring at Adam like he was already six feet unde

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