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"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
In the evening, they deployed 124 bodyguards to Finley's hideout, discovered by Russell and Killian earlier that afternoon. After confirming that the location was Finley's hideout, Killian gave the order directly to Reuben to raid the place. Reuben quickly responded to the order and gathered all his men, who had been on duty in Liverpool and passed on instructions from their young master to raid Finley's hideout, which had been discovered by Killian this afternoon. Using four buses, several vans, and a Land Rover, they set off for Newcastle around 8 pm. Departing not in unison but in waves, about fifteen minutes apart. The bodyguards were armed with various light weapons, such as daggers, swords and katanas. Because among the bodyguards were ten assassins, ten samurai, and six ninjas. Twenty-four were armed with short-barrelled firearms, such as pistols and revolvers, all with silencers. After travelling about 195 kilometres and taking about five hours and eleven minutes, the first
Not quite a statement, they dropped their knees to the ground. As he folded his arms across his chest, a short-haired man said, "Please forgive us; we surrender!" "Throw all your weapons forward, including those two revolvers!" said Reuben in response to the man's statement. Then ordered them to put their hands back up and told his men to take the weapons. Not only that, but the 35 masked men also had their hands tied, were brought into the house, and gathered in a room for interrogation. Under the threat of automatic weapons, other traditional weapons and the intimidation of the interrogators. Teddy, the short-haired man's name, finally admitted they were Finley's men, recruited two months ago. Teddy prefers the safe route rather than remaining insistent and unwilling to come clean. He hoped that Reuben would commute his sentence, or if he were lucky, he would let him go, although this was unlikely. During the interrogation, he also admitted that they were recruited in exchange f