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With great difficulty, Maire, Stella, and their friends made their way out of the VIP room, as did the disastrous Finley. The sleeping pills mixed into their drinks still had an effect: weakness, heavy eyes, headache and aching joints.Was it sleeping pills or something else? Why were the effects so horrific if it was indeed sleeping pills?Finley, the creator of the haunted house, was astonished. He thought it was just a sleeping pill, so Finley put all the clear liquid into a syringe, which he got from the drug seller, and that was the result.The restaurant employees, including the manager, were astonished to see their weakened bodies. They feared invading their privacy, so they kept quiet but nodded and smiled kindly at Finley's group.Twelve minutes later, they were already in the hotel room. Some went straight to bed, and some went to the shower, even though it was already late.Finley, whose body had recovered, as nothing had happened to him
"Greetings, young master! Sorry if we're intruding," greeted Henry, whom Kevin accompanied. "Yes! Do you have something to tell the eyes of the god?" Killian quickly responds because if Henry had come, something must have happened. "There is a young master. I was just contacted by Arlo, the manager of The Noble Restaurant, who informed me that last night, there was an embarrassing incident with a restaurant guest," Henry replied quickly. "You mean the restaurant that caters to young people. What happened there?" asked Killian curiously. "The restaurant's patrons reported that there had been a case of harassment against them, perpetrated by a man and, ironically, against six women at once," Henry replied matter-of-factly. "What, how did this happen?" reacts Killian in shock. "That's the truth, young sir," Henry replies anxiously, worried that Arlo might be affected. "Kevin, you go get Arlo. Now!" Killian reacted quickly. "Yes, young master!" he replied obediently. "And you, Hen
"We don't understand why it happened to us, young master! But there is one event we can relate to before it happened," said Maire on behalf of her friends."Okay then, tell me clearly, so that this matter can be resolved properly, and the culprit can be caught and get the punishment he deserves!" said Killian firmly."Yes, young master," Maire replied obediently. The woman then asked Stella to tell her side of the story."A few days ago, after we arrived in this city, we stayed at a four-star hotel in Daylight Town, and we decided to go to The Charismatic restaurant," Stella began her explanation."But before we went, there was a bit of a problem between myself and Finley. He boasted that he could occupy the main VIP room at that first-class restaurant. Because we were interested, we made a bet that if Finley managed to get the private VIP room, then I..."Stella could not continue because of embarrassment, but Killian could tell what Stella would
"We dare not, Mr Spencer!" replied the smooth-talking Stella quickly. "Why not? Is it because Finley is the son of a rich, influential man in Liverpool?" responded Miguel disappointedly, and he regretted Stella's decision. "I apologise, Mr Spencer, if I'm being presumptuous," interjected Maire, not accepting Stella's decision. "Yes, please!" replied Miguel curtly. "In my opinion, Finley's actions are unforgivable for having the audacity to harass all of us, including Stella," he said politely. "So what do you want?" "I want him to be severely punished, and thrown in jail, even if only for a few days!" replied Maire honestly. "Have you considered the good and bad of bringing Finley to trial? I don't think Louie will stay silent," Miguel replied, testing Maire's resolve. "With his influence, he'll thwart your plans in any way he can, even if he has to cheat, because I know Louie's nature very well if someone dares to offend him," Miguel reminded Maire. "Even if your parents are
"Hello, Miguel Spencer! Long time no see. How are you?" Louie greeted his boss disrespectfully as before."Don't talk like that, Louie. To the point! I want you to take responsibility for your favourite son's despicable actions in my territory," Miguel snapped angrily while on a video call with Louie, his former subordinate, being disrespectful to him."Oh no, you must be wrong, Mr Spencer. My son is a good, obedient and educated man; he couldn't have done anything as despicable as what you're accusing him of!" argued Louie, not accepting that his son was being cornered like that."Do you still want to be evasive?" asked Miguel, getting angrier."I know what you're accusing my son of. You're accusing him of abusing his bitch friends, right? You're dead wrong, Spencer," said Louie, no longer respectful to his former master."Behave yourself cunt!" snapped Killian in anger, seeing his grandfather treated with such disrespect."Who are you, you
"Dad, what happened? Why are you so panicky?" asked Finley curiously when he saw his father drenched in sweat, so afraid of becoming poor. "It's all because of you! You little brat!" PLUCK... Louie slapped his favourite son with all his might, causing Finley's body to be pushed back a step. Finley's cheek stung from the slap; this was the first time Louie slapped his favourite son. Anger, fear, and regret mixed. Louie's brain was no longer functioning correctly. Everything looked bleak, his heart was beating fast and painful, but he strengthened it. With his breath left, Louie poured out his frustration on Finley by growling, "All our wealth is gone, robbed by that Killian guy!" "All of our companies were taken over by him, and the bank knew about it, but they couldn't do anything about it because I confirmed every transaction in their records," Louie said weakly, rubbing his aching chest. "How could that have happened, dad? How could you hand over all of our companies and asset
"I can't get caught by Killian's people. Not until I'm strong, back on my feet, and able to fight them," Finley monologued, galloping towards the outskirts of Liverpool, the rubbish dump area."If I get caught, they'll make steaks from my meat. Ah, how horrible!" Finley thought again as his breath caught. Then he hid in a large rubbish bin."Uh, how unfortunate my situation is right now. It's all because of that cursed human Killian!" said Finley with an expletive, covering her nose from the pungent odour in the bin.After it felt safe, as there was no movement from the people chasing her, Finley exited the bin.Once outside, Finley let out a loud voice, saying like a man in a trance, "I swear! If God gives me a chance to live and become a rich and powerful man, I will get my revenge on Killian! What he does now, I will repay tenfold! I will make Killian and his family suffer for life!""Demon, give me the strength, opportunity, and power to destro
"Small becomes friend; big becomes foe." That is the reality of the life of a human, whose name is Killian at this time As a result of Finley not being caught three months ago, Killian's life began to be disturbed. His days are full of intrigue and tension. However, it didn't make him panic. Some problems arise, both big and small, and although it has not happened to his family directly, it is enough to make Killian hot. One of them was killing two warrior-level or low-level bodyguards at the hands of a very mysterious person. Quick to come and fast to go. The method they used was rare in the teaching of bodyguards. They did not confront him directly but used underhanded tricks, looking for the bodyguard's weak points. When the bodyguard visited his family, the opportunity was used by the terrorists to finish him off. The bodyguard's life was snuffed out with a single shot using an automatic silencer, hitting his vital organs. The bodyguard died instantly. Then without confirming