CHAPTER 26

Anton sat back on his heels and wiped his forehead with a towel.

"He's not the king." He said almost to himself,"He's worse."

The bar fell silent as Lucas Nelson, the infamous "Cobra," bowed deeply before Ethan Elliot.

Every eye in the room widened in disbelief, and the air grew thick with tension.

Lucas’s voice, usually sharp and commanding, was humble, almost trembling.

"Young Master Elliot," Lucas said, his head lowered. "Forgive this disrespect. These fools—" he gestured to Anton and Marvol, who were now cowering on the floor—"didn’t know who they were dealing with."

Ethan raised an eyebrow, his expression cool and detached.

"I can see that, Lucas. You let this kind of garbage represent you?"

Lucas’s face flushed with shame.

"Never again, Young Master. I swear they’ll regret ever being born."

Anton, trembling, crawled forward on his knees.

"Boss, I swear I didn’t know! Please, I didn’t mean any harm!"

Lucas’s face darkened, and without warning, he kicked Anton in the ribs, sendin
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