RISE OF THE GREAT SULLIVAN

Chapter 177

Jason sat in his dimly lit office, the heavy silence of the room punctuated only by the ticking of an old clock on the wall. The air was thick with the scent of leather and smoke, mingling with the faint aroma of whiskey from the glass in his hand.

He stared down at the liquid, swirling it slowly as he reflected on the event that had brought him here—at the top of the underground empire, feared by those who once looked down on him.

With his newfound power and authority, Jason knew he was unstoppable and now it was time to take back everything that was taken from him.

He had spent years clawing his way out of the shadows, enduring brutal training, torture, and pain.

What made him happiest was that the scar was no more.

He always promised to end his life and so he did.

He chuckled when he recalled the look of hurt and helplessness on his face.

Every step had been a struggle, but now, with power and authority firmly in his grasp, he knew he was unstoppable.

It was time to repay th