2025-01-12 19:05:34The chaos in the Johnson household was palpable. Brian Howard clutched his bleeding hand, screaming in agony.
"You’ll regret this!" he howled, his face contorted in pain.
"Do you have any idea who my brother is? He’ll destroy you!"
Jack Sullivan, sitting calmly at the dining table, lifted a spoonful of soup to his lips and sipped.
His expression was serene, as if the pandemonium around him didn’t exist.
The rest of the Johnson family darted around in a panic, some trying to help Brian, others shooting terrified glances at Jack.
"Call Eric! Call him now!" Brian shouted, his voice cracking.
Lisa’s mother, pale as a ghost, whispered, "Jack… what have you done? Do you know who Eric Howard is?"
Jack didn’t look up from his soup. "I know exactly who he is."
Brian, shaking with fury, pulled out his phone and dialed. "Eric! It’s me!" he cried. "Get over here now! Bring the guards, bring everything! This lunatic just cut off my finger!"
The Johnson family gasped in unison. Lisa stepped closer to Jack, her voice trembling. "Jack, please… you’ve gone too far. Let’s just—"
Jack interrupted her without looking up. "Sit down, Lisa. Finish your meal."
Lisa hesitated, torn between her loyalty to Jack and the chaos unfolding around her. Meanwhile, the rest of the family whispered furiously.
"This is insane!"
"Brian’s brother is going to kill him!"
"He’s ruining us all!"
Minutes later, the roar of engines outside signaled Eric Howard’s arrival.
The door burst open, and in strode Eric, flanked by a dozen armed bodyguards.
His imposing presence filled the room, his sharp suit and cold glare exuding authority.
The Johnson family visibly recoiled, clutching each other like frightened sheep.
"Where is he?" Eric growled.
His voice was a low rumble, and the bodyguards fanned out behind him, guns at the ready.
Brian staggered forward, cradling his injured hand.
"It’s him!" he shouted, pointing at Jack. "That’s the bastard who did this! Teach him a lesson, Eric!"
Eric’s piercing gaze landed on Jack.
For a brief moment, his expression was unreadable.
Then his face drained of color, and his confident stride faltered. He froze.
"You…" Eric’s voice cracked, his eyes widening in recognition.
Jack finally looked up, his calm gaze locking onto Eric’s.
"Eric Howard," he said, his voice low but commanding.
"Still sending boys to do your dirty work?"
The room fell into stunned silence.
Eric’s bodyguards exchanged confused glances, unsure of why their boss hadn’t given the order to attack.
Eric swallowed hard, his bravado melting into something closer to fear.
"I-I didn’t know it was you," he stammered.
Brian gaped at his brother.
"What are you doing? He mutilated me! Kill him!"
Eric didn’t answer.
His mind flashed back to a battlefield years ago, where Jack Sullivan had been a commanding force, leaving destruction in his wake.
Eric had been one of the lucky few who survived, begging for mercy under Jack’s merciless gaze.
That memory alone was enough to send a shiver down his spine.
"You want to start something here?" Jack asked, his tone casual but sharp as a knife.
"Think carefully, Eric. You know how this ends."
Eric raised his hands in a placating gesture, stepping back.
"No… no, there’s no need for that. We can… resolve this peacefully."
"Peacefully?" Jack repeated, arching an eyebrow.
"Tell that to your brother."
Brian, still clutching his hand, sputtered.
"What the hell is going on? Eric, do something!"
Eric turned to Brian, his face pale.
"Shut up, Brian!" he snapped.
"You don’t understand who you’re dealing with."
Jack leaned back in his chair, exuding unshakable confidence.
"You came here thinking you could scare me," he said.
"You thought numbers and guns would make a difference. But we both know they won’t."
Eric nodded quickly, his voice trembling.
"You’re right. I… I made a mistake."
Jack tilted his head slightly.
"Good. Now get out."
Eric didn’t need to be told twice. He turned to his bodyguards.
"We’re leaving," he barked, his tone laced with urgency.
Brian’s jaw dropped.
"What? You’re just going to let him get away with this?"
Eric shot his brother a warning glare.
"If you value your life, you’ll shut up and come with me."
The Howard brothers and their entourage left in a rush, leaving the Johnson family in stunned silence.
The tension in the air was thick enough to cut with a knife.
Lisa’s mother was the first to break the silence.
"Jack, you’ve brought nothing but shame to this family! You’ve ruined our relationship with the Howards! Do you have any idea what you’ve done?"
Jack didn’t respond. He calmly finished his soup, as if the entire confrontation had been nothing more than a mild inconvenience.
Meanwhile, in the corner of the room, Matilda was crouched by a small portable stove.
She had retrieved Brian’s severed finger, casually frying it in a pan.
The sizzling sound filled the room, drawing horrified stares.
"What… what are you doing?" Lisa’s father stammered, his face white as a sheet.
Matilda glanced up, her expression calm.
"Feeding the stray cat outside," she said simply, flipping the finger over with a fork.
The Johnson family erupted into a cacophony of gasps and shrieks.
"Stop her! That’s disgusting!"
"You’re insane!"
"You’ve married a lunatic, Lisa!"
Lisa’s mother pointed a shaking finger at Jack.
"This is the final straw! If you don’t stop this madness, I’ll make sure Lisa divorces you!"
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