OLIVER CAGE: Return Of The Lionheart

Sixty four

"What the hell do you think you're doing? Do you want to ruin my party?" Oliver barked at Gerald. The eyes of spectators were already on them, and Gerald could feel how small he was compared to Oliver. He tried to measure the worth of Oliver's outfit and he soon figured out that it was one of a kind.

The suit was handmade, and it had perfect embroidery. The shoes were handmade and the leather used were from the rarest leather. It would take several hours of painstaking expertise to get it done.

"She was trying to run her mouth. I had to put her in her place." Gerald said to Oliver as Oliver let go of his arm forcefully. Gerald groaned as Oliver did, and he could barely see through the mask that covered Oliver's face.

"It is not in your power or your place to correct my guests. If you have any issue with them, report it to me and I will handle it. Need I remind you that you are also a guest here. Do not make me fling you out." Oliver threatened. Gerald just nodded and backed down.

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