CHAPTER 170

The tension in the private club escalated, electricity crackling in the air as Delacroix squared off against the group of men who had confronted him. Phillip and Jessica moved cautiously, their hearts pounding in rhythm with the impending chaos, knowing they had to act swiftly to capture evidence of the unfolding drama. The stakes had never been higher.

Phillip’s eyes darted around the room, scanning for any bystanders who might get caught in the crossfire. The wealthy patrons, once engaged in jovial conversations, now stood frozen in shock, drinks in hand, as they witnessed the escalating confrontation. He could feel the weight of their stares, a mix of curiosity and fear, hanging heavy in the air. “Keep it cool,” he whispered to Jessica, motioning for her to stay low and blend into the crowd.

Delacroix took a step back, his bravado faltering as the leader of the men advanced, flanked by two muscular associates. “You’ve built your empire on lies and deceit, Marcus. It’s time to pay t