Chapter Forty-Three.

"Let's have it doctor"

Declan sneered, approaching.

"Don't you dare—come close to me!" Dr Great seethed as he dragged his buttocks backwards on the floor.

"But a deal is a deal, remember? You made the rules yourself."

"I'd rather die than lick your feet!"

"I see you also have a death wish"

"You, have the death wish! Lay a finger on me and see what becomes of you!"

Dr Great threatened. He guessed Declan doesn't know him and the kind of influence he has. If he did, he wouldn't be breathing the same air as him.

Declan had paused on his tracks to fetch something from a box.

Billy looked from his master to Declan, then spoke to his master.

"Master, let's run now he seems to be distracted!"

"What do you mean to run? That will make our master look weak" John countered.

"But... This man looks scary, I don't want him to harm us!"

"It's just him against the three of us, don't be a coward!"

"But..."

"Enough!" Dr. Great yelled.

"No one is running from a worthless piece of shit. He must pay

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