46. Nemophila

A big hand landed right on Spade’s right cheek in a flash and he was shaking in slow motion.

Spade stunned, unmoved for seconds, and it felt like the whole place halted completely.

It was a hard blow slap, and Spade was sure of it. Because when he looked up at Gabriel’s face, he had an expression of someone who wanted to get him on the ground in one stroke of his palm.

He was so shocked at what just happened. He, a Capo of the Harbor Mafia, was slapped on the cheek?

He felt so humiliated that he could not even say anything and just stood still.

“The children escaped?” Gabriel asked.

When he said something, Spade could not listen carefully to the words. He was too lost within his thoughts. Just he had his eyes glaring at Gabriel.

“Not only you lost the goods but my son got hurt.”

Spade clenched his fists. It was his men’s fault that the children escaped from the warehouse. But he does not want to take the responsibility for Brethart’s injury.

“Sir,” Spade spoke through his clenched t
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