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
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
Observing Mr. Jones’ subdued demeanor, Travis couldn’t contain his disdain. He shook his head and addressed Mr. D with a dismissive tone, “Just take him out of my sight.”Mr. Jones, upon hearing Travis’ directive, let out a gasp of relief. He began to bow his head repeatedly, expressing gratitude, “Thank you so much, Mr. Travis! Thank you! I promise I’ll handle my son’s misconduct. I’ll make sure he learns his lesson!”Travis, unyielding, responded, “No. I’ll deal with him myself.”In the brief pause that followed, Ben’s anxiety momentarily lifted. However, Travis’ ominous declaration caused a drastic shift. Ben, overwhelmed by fear, began to tremble so intensely that a small puddle of yellowish liquid formed beneath him, emitting an unpleasant odor.The extent of Ben’s fear was evident as he involuntarily wet himself, a physical manifestation of the intimidation Travis exuded.Travis scowled, his annoyance evident. "Alright, it's clear you can't handle yourself. Today's chaos is all
Travis, with an air of authority, commanded the others to haul the five individuals forward. His demeanor turned icy, a reflection of the seriousness of the moment. "Today, I've spared all five of you, but should any of you breathe a word about what transpired here, I will not hesitate to obliterate your entire families. Do you comprehend the gravity of my words?" he questioned, his gaze penetrating each of the captives.The five nodded frantically, their desperation palpable. In this unfortunate circumstance, the opportunity to reclaim their lives was a fragile blessing, one they dared not squander by defying Travis's ominous warning.Observing their complete submission, Travis, satisfied with the result, shifted his attention to Olivia and her father, Arnold."You, for betraying my brother and subjecting him to humiliation, must now face the consequences," he declared with a stern expression. "Tomorrow, both of you will transfer the ownership of the restaurant to Parker's name and v
Travis’ nod held a mixture of concern and authority as he advised, "Prioritize healing your injuries first. Once you've recovered, manage the restaurant efficiently. If there's anything specific you need to handle, just inform me in due time."Parker, demonstrating unwavering loyalty, repeated, "Thank you so much, Travis! I'm ready to follow your instructions at any given moment!"Travis emphasized further, "And remember, about today's events, it's crucial that you keep it under wraps. I prefer to keep my identity concealed from others. Do you understand?"Parker hastily nodded and affirmed, "I understand completely. You can trust me; I won't breathe a word, even if it costs me my life!"With a confirming hum, Travis continued, "I'll arrange for two nurses to attend to your care. Take good care of yourself. I'll take my leave now."On his way home, Travis opted not to disclose the day's events to his wife, Joanna. The decision emanated from a protective instinct, a desire to shield he
Travis expelled a heavy breath, turning his attention to the thugs who had momentarily ceased their destructive actions, all eyes fixed on him.“Are you calling it quits, or not?!” he demanded, his voice resonating with anger.“You son of a…” One of them lunged at him, aiming a punch, but Travis swiftly intercepted, seizing the thug’s fist and applying a vice-like grip. Agony etched across the thug’s face as he struggled to free his hand.“I guess that’s a ‘no,’” Travis remarked coolly, then proceeded to snap the guy’s hand, delivering a forceful slap to his chest that sent him sprawling to the ground.The remaining three thugs, a mix of shock and fear etched on their faces, hesitated briefly. Despite their fear, another attacker made a move, only to be met with a powerful punch from Travis that sent his teeth flying off, leaving him writhing in pain on the ground.The other two, realizing the futility of their efforts, tentatively went after Travis together. Travis, using both hands
Travis expelled a heavy breath, turning his attention to the thugs who had momentarily ceased their destructive actions, all eyes fixed on him.“Are you calling it quits, or not?!” he demanded, his voice resonating with anger.“You son of a…” One of them lunged at him, aiming a punch, but Travis swiftly intercepted, seizing the thug’s fist and applying a vice-like grip. Agony etched across the thug’s face as he struggled to free his hand.“I guess that’s a ‘no,’” Travis remarked coolly, then proceeded to snap the guy’s hand, delivering a forceful slap to his chest that sent him sprawling to the ground.The remaining three thugs, a mix of shock and fear etched on their faces, hesitated briefly. Despite their fear, another attacker made a move, only to be met with a powerful punch from Travis that sent his teeth flying off, leaving him writhing in pain on the ground.The other two, realizing the futility of their efforts, tentatively went after Travis together. Travis, using both hands
Greetings, my lovely readers!In the previous update, I mistakenly posted two chapters: Chapters 155 and 156.❧As Joanna and Maya entered their home, a wave of shock washed over Joanna as she surveyed the now seemingly barren living room. Her widened eyes fixed on Travis as she fired a barrage of questions, “What happened here? Why does our living room look empty? Where is the TV, our couch? Wait, don’t tell me you’ve started to move things already?” An optimistic gleam briefly graced her face at the thought of it.However, Travis, wearing an air of resignation, sighed and shook his head. “No, William came to the house and destroyed everything!”Joanna’s jaw dropped, her shock mirrored in her daughter Maya’s innocent gaze. “What?!” she exclaimed, the sudden revelation catching her off guard.“He was angry about losing his father’s mansion, so he came to force me to return it. He did all this,” Travis explained, his voice betraying a sense of calm despite the underlying anger.Joanna