Chapter 65

Jonas looked between the three of them. He rubbed his sweaty palms on his thighs, realising that the customers in the bar were already focused on the scene.

He didn’t realise they had piqued so much interest. People mumbled behind his back, though he couldn’t make out what they were saying. He knew that his reputation as a mogul was about to be destroyed right here.

Why hadn’t he just gone on his way after they jammed at the door? He could have waited to plot with the gangster again and take Ron down for certain.

“There’s no need to be like that, Ron,” Jonas let out a nervous laugh.

Ron smiled coldly. “You know, I wonder who looks like the beggar right now. If you claim to have so much money, then doing that shouldn’t be a problem for you.”

He could have overlooked it for anyone else, but Jonas knew that would never be the case now. His fists clenched at his side as he glowered at Ron.

This was payback. He could feel it.

“It was just a harmless joke—“

“Mr. Jonas, you are was