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BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 200-At the Parking Area
“Alright, now, you don’t have to attend the party tonight,” “Hurry up and finish what you’re working on,” Roker said to Agex. Then, he stood up, removed his clothes, and walked into the bathroom. “I’m giving you one month. After that, you’d better make sure no one wants to work with the Hamilton Group anymore,” Roker continued. “Okay!” Agex nodded and left the room. Roker showered, sprayed cologne on his body, and dressed impeccably. He looked at his almost perfect body in the mirror and smiled. “Diana, you will be mine!” He was determined to bring down the Hamilton Group, and he would not let Diana slip away either. To him, Diana was unlike any other woman; he had never felt anything like what he felt for her. After changing into his outfit, Roker’s chauffeur drove him to the party. *** Meanwhile, Diana was also ready. Her evening gown accentuated her elegant and curvaceous figure. “Stunning,” Dixon looked her over several times and finally nodded. “Let’s go. I’ll t
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 201-Stop!
He was just a driver, but he was used to bullying others because of his employer’s power. However, Dixon’s earlier glare sent shivers down his spine. “Damn it! That bastard!” The driver gritted his teeth and parked his car directly in front of Dixon’s, blocking his way. If Dixon dared to hit this car, worth over $10 million, it would bankrupt him! After all, Dixon couldn’t afford to offend the owner of this car—or so the driver thought. After parking the car, the driver shot a glare at Dixon’s BMW, sneered to himself, and quickly headed toward the hotel. He rushed to the entrance, only to see Dixon was already there. The sight left him stunned. He drives that cheap BMW, and yet he’s eligible to attend this event too? “You’re so slow,” Roker remarked, chatting with someone near the entrance as he gave his driver a disappointed look. “Where’s my invitation card?” The driver handed the invitation to him, smiling sheepishly. “Apologies, Young Master Roker, something came up
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 202-YOU...
When Dixon heard someone calling him, he turned around and asked, “What is it?” “Which company are you from? Where’s your invitation card? Don’t you know you can’t enter this party without an invitation card?” Khaled tilted his head slightly, sneering at Dixon as if he were vastly superior. “If you have an invitation card, register yourself. Do you have one?” he continued. “No,” Dixon replied calmly. Roker felt like laughing. He guessed that Dixon was just someone’s driver. His employer wasn’t here to bring him in, yet he wanted to try and enter on his own? Roker’s driver stood smugly behind his master, staring coldly at Dixon, pleased to see him finally getting what he deserved. “You don’t have an invitation card but still want to get in?” Khaled said impatiently. “Leave! This isn’t a place you can enter.” Khaled turned to Roker. “Young Master Roker, let’s go inside.” “And what about my driver?” Roker deliberately asked, glancing mockingly at Dixon. He wanted to s
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 203-Break My Legs?
“You brought this on yourself,” Dixon replied. He didn’t want to be bothered anymore and started walking inside. Khaled didn’t dare stop him, so he began shouting, “Security! Security!” A group of burly men from the underground circle approached. They were tasked with maintaining order and had been keeping a close watch on the venue, wary of any troublemakers. “What’s going on?” one of them asked, his expression stern. Their boss had warned them that the King of Reddof was organizing this event, and if anything went wrong, he’d break their legs himself! “There’s a troublemaker!” Khaled shouted angrily, clutching his cheek. “He doesn’t have an invitation, but he insists on coming in! Throw him out and beat him to death!” “Someone forced their way in?” Their faces darkened with fury. Someone actually dared to stir up trouble here? Did they have no idea who was hosting this event? This was the King of Reddof’s event! “Take us in to find him!” one of the security men said, his
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 204-Then Break Them!
"Then break them," Dixon said firmly. Khaled froze for a moment. Dixon actually agreed? He really agreed to let others break his legs? Khaled felt relieved that this man knew how to act appropriately. If he had resisted, the consequences would have been far worse! "Hah, glad you know your place. Now, just rest and—" "AHHH!" Before Khaled could finish his sentence, someone kicked him hard from behind, sending him sprawling onto the floor. "Hold him down!" the leader of the group ordered. They had nearly offended the mighty Dixon—the king himself! So close! Even without Dixon or his team lifting a finger, their boss would have skinned them alive if something like that had happened! "What… what are you doing… Owww!" Khaled tried to protest. The head of security, Boha, wasn’t interested in Khaled’s confusion. Without hesitation, he slapped Khaled’s face more than ten times in a fit of rage. "Hit him! AHH! Why... why are you hitting me?" Khaled shouted. "Stop as
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 205-Walking Toward Dixon
“No need,” Roker Hamu shook his head. “He’s just a tiny ant, not worth my attention.” “Yes, Boss.” His driver dared not argue further. He found an inconspicuous corner to sit in but kept his eyes on Dixon, silently plotting his revenge. “Where is Dixon?” Diana scanned the room and suddenly noticed him leaning against the buffet table, sampling various snacks and desserts. Diana was about to approach when someone offered her a glass of red wine. “CEO Hamilton, you look absolutely stunning tonight,” said Roker Hamu, dressed in an elegant suit. His handsome face had drawn the attention of many women since he entered. He appeared refined and brimming with charm. “May I propose a toast to you?” Many women looked on with envy. Who would refuse such an extraordinary man? “Excuse me,” Diana smiled politely, walking toward Dixon without taking the glass of wine. The music in the hall abruptly stopped. Roker Hamu could barely believe it. He had been rejected? He had taken th
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 206-Dixon and Roker
"Hello, my friend. Would you like a drink alcohol?" Roker Hamu asked with a seemingly sincere smile directed at Dixon. Dixon glanced at him briefly. "I have to drive, so I can’t drink it." He’s really a driver! Roker Hamu became even more certain of his suspicions. "That’s true as well. CEO Diana’s safety is far more important," he remarked. "Earlier, my driver misunderstood you, so please allow me to apologize on his behalf." Dixon narrowed his eyes. Was this man truly here to apologize? Dixon's sharp gaze pierced through Roker, as though he could read his thoughts. Dixon knew exactly what Roker was thinking. He was merely pretending to be sincere. Roker pulled out a business card and handed it over casually. "This is my card. Feel free to contact me if you need anything." Dixon gave a small smile as he read the name printed on the card. "The Young Master of the Hamu family?" he asked, eyeing Roker with an odd smile. Dixon hadn’t expected to meet a member of the Hamu
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 207-Is He Her Husband?
"Young Master Roker, would you like to dance with me?" As Roker walked toward Diana, several women tried to invite him to dance. However, he politely declined them all. He didn’t need to prove how popular he was. Even women of higher standing than Diana rarely turned him down, so Roker felt confident he wouldn’t lose this bet. "Just a mere driver daring to act high and mighty in front of me?" Roker thought mockingly. "I’ll show him the difference in our status!" When people saw Roker approaching Diana, they courteously made way. Everyone knew their chances against Roker were close to zero. "Diana?" Roker called out in a friendly tone. His face was full of smiles. His handsome and elegant demeanor drew the attention of many. "Mr. Roker," Diana replied, nodding politely. She was somewhat surprised to hear him address her by name. "Would you like to dance with me?" Roker asked, extending his hand. Roker appeared to be the perfect gentleman. His elegant demeanor made many guest
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386-Cheers!
Lasso glanced at Noval, signaling him to leave the room. Then, he stood up and rushed to help Yuni sit down, bringing her a pair of hotel slippers. "What happened? How did you end up like this? Where are my two men?" Yuni was furious. "You said they were reliable and that nothing would go wrong if I handed this thing over to them. But in the end?" "Useless! They're all useless trash!" Yuni was on the verge of tears. On top of that, she had stumbled and lost her shoe. It was a pair of limited-edition high heels! "Once they return, I’ll make sure they learn their lesson!" Lasso quickly comforted her. "Don’t cry, don’t cry." "Your wife was harassed, and all you’re telling me is not to cry? Why don’t you just avenge me?!" Yuni began crying even harder. "Are you saying you’d only do something if your wife died because of this?!" "What happened? Tell me exactly what happened, and I’ll take revenge for you," Lasso said immediately. Yuni told Lasso what she had intended to do,
385-What Happened??
The security guard at the entrance couldn't help but glance at her for the second time, and Yuni was so furious that she wanted to kill someone right now! "Agnes! I’ll make sure you pay for this! I want you dead!" Yuni screamed, her face turning pale. She immediately got into her car and drove back to the hotel. *** Lasso was giving instructions to his subordinates. "We have searched the entire Voroz City, and we did not find any grandmaster-level fighters here." The one speaking was Noval. Among Lasso's subordinates, he was the most skilled. It was said that he would most likely reach the grandmaster level before the age of fifty. "Could he be hiding, and you just couldn’t find him?" Lasso was cautious. After the Laon family unexpectedly managed to eliminate the Romma and Allan families, it caused an uproar and made various powerful families in the north extremely wary. Apparently, some truly powerful families had also sent people to Voroz City to investigate. "Th
384-Another Song
Colorful smoke billowed into the sky, and Yuni felt as if she could see a fireball about to crash into the audience right in front of her. She could already picture the scene turning into complete chaos—people screaming, crying, and begging for help. The entire stadium would be filled with terrified wails! But none of what she imagined happened. Instead, the atmosphere in the stadium reached its peak with the release of the colorful smoke! "AHHHH!!!" Some fans even fainted from sheer excitement. "How is this happening?!" Yuni's expression changed drastically. "Why didn’t it happen?! That’s impossible!" She had given crystal-clear instructions and confirmed the timing of the attack. There was no way those two men would dare disobey her. The Obama family had invested a lot of money and effort into training them. Had something gone wrong? The thought crossed Yuni’s mind, but she quickly shook her head. "Hah, that’s impossible. Agnes is destined to fall tonight!" Maybe it just
383-BOOM!
Dixon’s attention wasn’t on the sounds coming from the concert itself. His gaze remained calm as he casually observed his surroundings. However, his ears twitched slightly—like a highly sensitive radar. "Hmm?" Dixon turned a corner and suddenly halted. He glanced at the door to the dressing room and smirked. He walked toward the switch room door and grabbed the handle. Without hesitation, he yanked it open. Dixon swiftly stepped inside and shut the door behind him. Immediately, he spotted two men standing inside. "Who’s this?" The two men were startled. They hadn’t expected someone to barge into the dressing room. But seeing that Dixon was alone, one of them continued what he was doing while the other approached Dixon. They couldn’t let anyone find out what they were up to. Moving swiftly, the man reached for Dixon’s throat. He assumed Dixon was just an electrician—nothing to be afraid of. Once he got rid of him, there would be no problem. But suddenly, a fierce
382-Too Bad For Them
"Of course, it’s just a light punishment," Yuni said. "I know the bigger picture is more important to the Obama family. I won’t go too far." Lasso nodded. That was fine. "I came to Voroz this time because I have other matters to take care of, but since someone dared to anger my wife, there’s no way I’ll just sit here and do nothing," Lasso said. "I’ll let you use two of my men... but remember, only a light punishment. Make sure no one dies." "Understood, hubby!" Yuni's eyes curved as she smiled. She reached out, tugging on Lasso’s shirt, anticipation clear in her gaze. "Hubby, I haven’t seen you in days. Did you miss me?" Lasso chuckled, leaned back on the sofa, and let his wife cling to him. "What do you think?" "Then... did you miss my body, or did you miss my voice?" Her hands slithered like a snake beneath his shirt, caressing his chest. "Or... did you miss both?" Yuni’s sultry voice whispered into Lasso’s ear. "Let me see just how much you missed me." *** Agnes’ concert
381-Lasso Obama
Meanwhile. Yuni was in her hotel room when she received a phone call. Her expression was dark, and several cigarette butts filled the ashtray beside her. "Dixon Edric? That useless man who married into the Hamilton Group family?" She gritted her teeth and let out a cold laugh. "Haha, what a small world! No wonder that whore, Agnes, decided to become the spokesperson for Hamilton Group. So they’re all one big family." "That’s perfect—we’ll wipe them all out in one go!" Yuni continued. She hadn’t expected Dixon to be so ruthless, breaking Uba’s legs on the spot. Since Uba worked for her, crippling Uba was the same as slapping her in the face! But after learning about Dixon’s connection to Hamilton Group, Yuni was no longer angry. They had been enemies from the start, so adding more hostility wouldn’t change anything. Since this conflict would have to be settled sooner or later, if Dixon kept provoking her, his death would only be more miserable in the future! "Send them to the h
380-...Not Us
"What do you want to take from me?" Wallo glanced at Uba, then pointed at the trash can near his feet. "You can take that from me—I’ll give it to you." Uba's face darkened instantly! "Wallo, don't joke with me. You have no right to do this." Wallo had made himself clear an hour ago—he had to sell Star Entertainment, whether he wanted to or not! But now, Wallo wasn’t taking him seriously at all. Did Wallo really think he was joking? "I'm not joking with you," Wallo smiled and replied calmly. "In fact, this company doesn’t belong to me. I’m just a staff member. So how could I decide whether to sell the company or not?" Wallo stood up, walked over to Dixon, and bowed slightly. "Mr. Dixon is my boss. If you want to buy this company, you’ll have to ask him first." Uba squinted his eyes at Dixon. There was no expression on Dixon’s face whatsoever. Dixon was the real boss of Star Entertainment? Wallo was just a staff member? But that didn’t matter. Uba stepped forward and sat down i
379-Yuni Saran
"Big Boss, this isn't a joke! We're talking about the Obama family here!" Wallo knew that Dixon was incredibly powerful—he could really fight and was no ordinary person. In a place like Voroz City, he would naturally be respected. But Yuni was the daughter-in-law of the Obama family in the north. She held significant influence in the entertainment industry and couldn’t be taken lightly. "I don’t care if it's the Obama family, the Dog family, or the Ant family—I don’t care," Dixon said. "If they’re smart enough, they won’t come here to die. If they insist on coming, then I’ll send them on their way. Simple as that." Dixon dismissed the matter and continued enjoying his tea. Diana and Agnes sat beside him without interrupting. They knew this could be a bit of a problem, but with Dixon around, no problem really mattered. Since no one else seemed worried, Wallo decided not to stress about it either. If Dixon said everything would be fine, then it would be fine. "I bought quite a b
378-Someone From the North is Here
The presence of Agnes on stage was incredible! Even just the rehearsal was enough to get me excited!" Jenna exclaimed enthusiastically. "I can't wait for Agnes's concert tomorrow. I wonder how amazing the atmosphere will be at the live concert." Diana's eyes sparkled with excitement as she watched Agnes on stage. This was her first time attending a concert. The Hamilton family had never been able to afford concert tickets in the past. But now, she was finally going to watch her best friend’s concert, and she couldn’t be happier. After some time, Agnes finished her rehearsal. "Let's go. Everything is set, so we can head back." Agnes was relaxed and in good condition to hold the concert. Tomorrow’s concert would surely be an unforgettable memory. They all left the stadium and returned to the Star Entertainment office. Wallo was now in his office, and his expression was grim. He looked at the man in front of him and sneered. "Are you kidding me? You say you're buying Star Entertain
