WRATH OF ELIJAH WEST

GREGORY, THE SLY BASTARD!

The workers in the restaurant were standing, with Tristan in their middle.

He already passed out because of the heavy punches which Elijah gave to him, but with the help of sprinkled cold water on his face, he woke up not long ago, but was still wriggling in pain.

Elijah was seated on one of the seats with his legs crossed as he continued staring at Tristan.

“ People like you don't deserve to be born with a silver spoon, because you always abuse the advantage” Elijah said, but Tristan raised his head to glare at Elijah.

“ You can glare at me for as long as you want, but that doesn't change the fact that you're a spoiled brat. Your driver is laying on the bed in the hospital because of you, yet you don't feel even the slightest remorse for him” Elijah smirked and stood up from his seat.

Once Tristan saw that Elijah was walking towards him, he shrinks in fear and lower his head.

“ But then again, you're just powerless and powerful at the same time. The people here feared you not becaus