92: Clean up
Kelan wiped the red droplets off his face. “That was a very expensive suit,” he muttered to himself.

He glanced around at the stunned faces of the other guests, his eyes narrowing. “What are you looking at? Get back to eating!” he barked, his voice laced with venom.

“And if I see this in a single news article or online, I’ll make sure to track each and every one of you down! Don’t cross the Benedict family, or you’ll be at the bottom of our mines by tomorrow!”

The guests quickly averted their gazes, the sound of cutlery awkwardly resuming as they tried to pretend they hadn’t just witnessed the scene. One of Kelan’s cronies rushed over with a towel, nervously dabbing at the red stains on Kelan’s suit.

Kelan smacked him across the face. “Off, man. Can’t you see it’s ruined? Just have the tailor send me a new one. No point wasting energy on this one.”

The crony hesitated, still holding the towel, unsure whether to continue or retreat. “And what of the girl?” he ventured cautiously. “Shall
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