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At the Sunlight Hospital, Parker just lay there in the emergency room, reflecting on the events that had led him to this point.He was hurt everywhere, and his right leg was encased in a protective cast, presenting a pitiable sight. His thoughts were jumbled as he sifted through the chaos of the last few hours.As the minutes ticked away, contemplating the injustice and the pain, Travis entered the room.When Parker saw him come in, a sense of relief washed over him. Suppressing any overt display of emotion, he was determined not to succumb to the embarrassment of shedding tears in front of Travis. But the gratitude he felt, seeing Travis by his side, was overwhelming.“Thank you for being here, Travis,” his voice still hinted at the pain wracking in his body, and the cry he's been repressing.Travis couldn’t help but empathize with Parker, witnessing a man of his stature reduced to a state of vulnerability and misery. All because of a woman. It wasn’t just a case of a broken heart;
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Olivia scoffed at Parker’s protests with disdain, her voice dripping with contempt. “Just stop your fucking bullshit with me and save your sweat, Parker! My restaurant has nothing to do with you, so I won’t give you a penny! That painting is the property of the restaurant, which means you have no right to take it. I will report this to the police and have you arrested for theft!”Ben decided to join the fray with a sneer, “Boy, I advise you to look at yourself in the mirror and get to know yourself better. My network in Grove City is something you can’t afford, so you better tread carefully. Now, if you don’t peacefully hand over that painting, all I need to do is say hello to the Public Security Bureau, and they will arrest you immediately! A case value of two hundred thousand is enough for you to rot in jail, believe it or not!”Parker found himself cornered, realizing he was in a difficult situation as he looked at Ben. There seemed to be no way for him to fend off this threat or d
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Ben’s fury echoed in the hospital as he fervently dialed a number, and began to say loudly, “I need you to get over to Sunlight’s hospital this instant, Rakers! Bring a couple of the boys with you – there’s a brat I want you to rake out of existence!”Travis couldn’t stifle a chuckle at the mention of “Rakers.” “Rakers?”‘Rakers, really? That’s a good one. What are you waiting for? Just kill them, Travis Danforth.’ A frown crossed Travis’s face, but he paid no heed, even though the desire to snuff out Ben’s existence was as compelling as extinguishing a candle flame.Promptly, he retrieved his phone and composed a text to Mr. Rowlings.‘Why are you reaching out to someone to do a simple job for you, Travis Danforth?’Ignoring the persistent voice, Travis typed his message, “Head to Sunlight’s Hospital as soon as possible. There’s an individual here eager to ‘rake’ me out of existence.”Rowlings urgently reached out to Travis, his voice tinged with concern, “The Rakers?! Did those bas
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Travis took the initiative to reach out to Vic Davidson, a contact at Royal Elegance, seeking his assistance in something. With a concise message, he queried, “What is the origin of Benson Jones in Grove City?”Acknowledging his limited knowledge about Ben, aside from his affluent background, Travis anticipated that someone like Davidson would possess the means to unveil more details.In a prompt response, Davidson provided insights, stating, “Oh, the Jones family. They are primarily involved in Jade and pawn auctions, exhibiting considerable strength in the business domain. Why, Master Travis, has he crossed you?”Travis, affirming his intent to resolve the situation, replied, “Yes, I’ve summoned Mr. Rowlings to address that matter. However, I have another task for you.”An eager Davidson hastily responded, “Master Travis, please enlighten me!”Travis conveyed his instructions, texting, “I want you to arrange for Benson Jones’ father to come to Sunlight’s Hospital, along with an old
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As the voice reverberated through the room, the sudden entrance of Mr. Rowlings, accompanied by Mr. D and a cadre of formidable men, marked a serious moment. Taking charge of the situation, Mr. Rowlings wasted no time in issuing swift instructions to Mr. D, “Seal the doors this instant! No other person is allowed to enter!”In a prompt response, Mr. D acknowledged the directive, affirming, “Done, Mr. Rowlings!”Vick, utterly dumbfounded, found his cognitive functions momentarily halted as he stared, speechless, at the unexpected turn of events. Mr. Rowlings?The very name resonated with power and influence.He was the Manager of Green Empire and one of the underground emperors of Grove City. A prominent figure in the hierarchy of Grove City, even exceeding to Mainville City - Home to the esteemed Danforths.Vick was just one of the small-time local bosses dreaming to be in the same league as Mr. Rowlings but that was an impossible dream. He was just an ant standing in the shadow of a
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Observing the unfolding scene, Ben trembled with fear as he grappled with the realization of the formidable power he had unwittingly provoked. Despite his attempts to maintain composure, the confusion gnawed at him—why, in the world, was Mr. Rowlings present? He had never intentionally antagonized the influential figure.Acknowledging Mr. Rowlings’ apology, Travis, seemingly unperturbed, offered a nod, indicating his lack of concern. Turning his attention to the subdued Vick, still catching his breath on his knees, Travis inquired, “Who the hell is this person?”Mr. Rowlings surveyed Vick with a discerning gaze before turning back to Travis. With a solemn demeanor, he responded, “Just a nobody, Master Travis. A junior with blind eyes. What would Master Travis like to do about him? A single word, and I’ll address it immediately!” The deference in Mr. Rowlings’ tone echoed the magnitude of his authority.Travis, his countenance growing darker, cast his gaze downward, a sinister sneer
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Before Travis could confront Ben, Ben took the initiative to kneel on the ground, bowing his head and extending a fervent apology, “Mr. Travis, or rather, Master Travis, I acknowledge my wrongdoing. I shouldn’t have been disrespectful. Please, show mercy! You instructed me to kneel and apologize, and here I am, pleading for your forgiveness. Consider my plea and spare my life!”Witnessing Ben’s unreserved act of submission, Olivia’s eyes widened in shock. She crawled out from her concealed corner, desperate tears streaming down her face, and joined the supplication, begging for mercy while crying.Surveying the two of them, Travis met their pleas with an icy demeanor, “You fucking bastards, do you truly believe that your pleas and tears will tug at my conscience?! Do you think that I'll easily let you go?! I presented both of you an opportunity, and you squandered it due to your stupidity and naivety! No mercy will be granted to either of you!”Olivia and Ben quivered, their desperat
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Olivia’s anguished scream echoed in the room as she rushed to her unconscious father, tears streaming down her face. She directed her rage at Travis, “Look at what you've done to my dad!!” she yelled, desperately trying to wake him.Mr. D, irritated by Olivia’s interference, shoved her away from Arnold and delivered a harsh slap, eliciting a gasp from her. “Such a nuisance! Did you think your father fainted?! Let’s see if this is gonna wake him up. Hold his other leg!” he barked at his subordinates.As Mr. D raised the steel rod again, Arnold’s eyes shot open, and he pleaded, “Wait, please, stop!” He signaled Mr. D to halt with a horrified expression, experiencing a level of brutality he had never encountered in his long life. Never before had he faced such intense scrutiny or suffered consequences for his daughter’s actions.Arnold, his eyes brimming with tears, pleaded desperately, "Mr. Travis, I truly recognize my mistakes. I vow to enforce strict discipline on my disobedient daug