Which Hand Should I Cut Off First?

Luisa gasped again, stepping back in shock at Quint’s words.

Fortunately, Scott was right behind her and caught her, his eyes locked onto Quint’s.

“Get lost, or you'll regret it.”

The people in the room were once again stunned.

Earlier, they thought Scott was being disrespectful to Quint because he didn’t know who he was dealing with. But just now, when Scott should’ve realized exactly who Quint was, he behaved even more audaciously.

Was Scott intentionally trying to provoke Quint? Didn’t he know just how ruthless Quint could be toward those he despised?

Quint, for his part, was squinting at Scott with his chin raised. Then, a moment later, he laughed.

“You’re quite amusing, Scott. Has no one ever told you that you’ve got an inflated sense of self-worth?” said Quint moments later.

Scott remained silent.

“Let me make something crystal clear so you understand your position here, Scott.

“My father, Briton Winterbourne, the wealthiest men in this city, has long maintained a