Chapter 43

Zayn was in a suit, holding a cigarette in his hand, and looking fierce.

He looked like a ruthless thug in a suit.

"Hey guys, just stay here, for my sake, okay?" Zayn said with a smile, showing his yellow teeth.

All the hooligans before him were trembling with fear.

After all, the man before them was Zayn, the leader of the Great Clover.

And they were just regular street thugs who were not a part of any gang. Blackmailing was their way of life.

They were no match for such powerful gangsters.

Zayn, on the other hand, was the leader of one of the most infamous gangs of the underworld.

Although Zayn was standing still, his aura made those thugs tremble in fear.

"M.... Mr. Dalton." Caleb gulped to wet his parched throat, which was burning.

He felt like his heart was about to jump out of his chest, and he could not even speak properly. He broke into a cold sweat.

Looking back, he saw dozens of black commercial vehicles, led by a Rolls-Royce Phantom, a car that cost millions of dollars.

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