CHAPTER 27

The stress could be felt in the bar.

Lucas Nelson, better known as "Cobra," knelt next to his whining assistant Anton and bowed his head in shame.

His vibe, which was usually sharp and scary, had changed into that of a man who was begging for forgiveness.

Marvol, who was so proud before, was now lying on the floor with his face on the sticky wood.

As Lucas looked at Marvol, his voice was a mix of anger and respect.

"Your family's security guard? Small amounts of money for the Elliots. Idiot!"

"The whole thing wouldn't even make up 0.1% of their business interests.”

When Marvol realized how bad his mistake was, he started to cry and hit the floor over and over with his face.

"Please excuse me, young Master Elliot! Do not waste my life! I promise I didn't know! I had no idea!"

Ethan leaned back against the bar and sipped his soda with a cool air about him.

He looked at the man who was groveling with a cold, bored look.

"Didn’t know?" When Ethan said it again, his voice was calm b

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