UNDERVALUED SUPREMACY: INFLICTING MY OWN KARMA

CHAPTER 93.CONDOLENCES

At Blazin Eatery in New York,

11:00 am.

Mr. Damon and Iron Fist sat quietly, engrossed in their meal until the waiter efficiently cleared their dishes once they were done.

Breaking the silence, Iron Fist sighed deeply, expressing disappointment, "My men didn't succeed." He wiped his mouth with tissues, and a sense of frustration lingered in his voice.

Upon hearing these words, Mr. Damon swiftly raised his head, eyes fixed on Iron Fist in disbelief. Iron Fist had orchestrated a plan to steal the Luciano bracelet that Damian had sent to Harry.

After gathering information from Damian about the bracelet and understanding its potential impact on Harry's tattoos – which were no ordinary tattoos – Iron Fist had struck a deal with Damian. Damian provided details about the timing and the specific box in which the bracelet was stored.

Mr. Damon had anticipated a flawless execution of the mission. However, learning that it had gone awry, his face contorted into a surprised frown.

"What really h