The machete-wielding crowd spoke in clear voices, and the noisy bar fell silent at once. Rex, his enforcers, and the thugs were all confused about what the machete-wielding crowd was doing.Were they all the subordinates of Scarlett?Scarlett put down her glass and nodded in satisfaction. Then she pointed at Frederick."This is Mr. York. He's going to be my partner."The machete-wielding crowd was startled for a moment. They hadn't expected Scarlett to have a young boy toy as a partner.Also, why was Frederick holding another woman in his arms? With Scarlett's temper, how come she hadn't gone on a murderous rampage yet?Frederick must be extraordinary!The crowd was surprised, but they rallied quickly and bowed to Frederick respectfully. "Hello, Mr. York!"Frederick did not react at all. All he wanted was to get rid of Rex as quickly as possible and take June away.He did not know why Scarlett had suddenly called so many people here.Therefore, he turned to Scarlett and ask
Scarlett could tell what he was thinking, and her expression turned sinister. "Submit to me or die!"Rex was shocked. He finally understood.Scarlett wanted to take him, his underlings, and his territory!Rex shook his head vigorously and scrambled up, saying, "I-I'm under Mr. Griffin's command. We prize loyalty in this line of work."If I betray Mr. Griffin, I'll have to accept the knife and hole punishment according to our rules."He added, "Although there's more of you, I'm sure you wouldn't want to offend Mr. Griffin, either."Everything that had happened that day was beyond the understanding of the people who frequented the bar. Scarlett had brought more than 400 people here, and now Rex had admitted that he was in cahoots with Clive Griffin.Everyone discussed in low voices, "I never knew that Rex had the support of Mr. Griffin. No wonder nothing happened to them no matter what they did to those women.""No matter how powerful Ms. Samson is, she can't afford to offend M
The hundreds of men called out accusingly to Rex at the same time, "Submission or death?"Rex swallowed when he heard the cry of hundreds of men. It sounded like the roar of a dragonAlthough the consequences of betraying Clive were terrifying, joining the legendary Dragon League was something that those in the underworld would not even dare to imagine.Rex gritted his teeth. He could just go to Clive and accept the knife and hole punishment. "I submit!"Rex's subordinates were all frightened out of their minds. They surrendered once they saw that their boss had done so. "We submit."Scarlett nodded gently. She had achieved her goal, and she announced it to the crowd. "The daughter of Drake Samson is back! I will take back everything that belongs to my father!"Rex took a sharp intake of breath. Was Scarlett going to take back everything that belonged to Drake?Didn't that mean that she was planning to unite Jenaire City once more?She was very ambitious!After Scarlett had
Frederick heard Scarlett's shout, but he had no intention of stopping. He stepped violently on the legs of the rest of the thugs.The thugs were already trembling with fear from what they had just witnessed, and they couldn't even stand, let alone resist.They all stood there like sitting ducks as Frederick broke their legs with a single step."They violated women. If they were your family, what would you think?"When you were oppressing them, did you ever think that one day you would be kneeling here at the mercy of someone else?"You deserve to get your leg broken. If you don't change, the punishment will be severe."With every leg he broke, Frederick made a cold, accusatory statement.If anyone had ever questioned the thugs this way before, they would have snorted and beat the person up.Now they knelt on the ground with no strength to resist. They could feel the exact same things as the people they had hurt in the past.When they heard Frederick accusing them, there was
"Mr. York made himself very clear. Your broken leg is an extra punishment because you were talking nonsense. Now I'm going to break your other leg. Do you accept this?"Rex's head shot up. There was a ferocious look in his eyes, as if he had made up his mind about something. He roughly pushed aside the person standing beside him and grabbed his machete.Scarlett's expression changed. Was Rex going to fight back?However, Rex gritted his teeth, raised the machete, and swung it down hard.There was a hissing sound as fresh blood spurted out. Everyone stared at Rex in shock.No one had imagined that he would plunge the machete into his own leg.Now, both of Rex's legs were injured. He lay weakly on the ground, panting heavily. "I… I don't need you to do it, Ms. Samson… I did it myself… I will turn over a new leaf from now on."Even Frederick hadn't expected Rex to become so self-aware.As the issue was resolved, Scarlett turned to the crowd in satisfaction and said, "Everyone wh
When they arrived at the mansion's front door, Frederick hurriedly picked June up and rushed toward it. Scarlett said inside the car, "Remember to go and see the doctor tomorrow. I need to settle some matters with the Dragon League, so I won't be picking you up."She added. "You've got to restrain yourself tonight. Don't stay up too late."Frederick looked resigned as he ignored her and carried June inside.After he had placed her on the sofa, he saw that his white shirt was covered in blood.He did not know if it was Jed's or some of the other thugs. Frederick remembered that June had a severe phobia of blood and would faint if she saw it. He was afraid that it would scare her, so he took his jacket off and tossed it aside. June lay on the sofa. She was still drunk, and her face was as flushed as a begonia. She kept murmuring to herself. "Don't go, Frederick. I miss you so much, Frederick."Frederick gently stroked her hair and said comfortingly, "I won't go. I'll come an
The red marks on June's body were fading slowly, and they would be completely gone by the next day. Even the effects of the alcohol were wearing off due to the needle treatment. She looked like she was about to wake up.At that moment, the doorbell rang urgently. Frederick wondered who it could be at this hour. Apart from Vivianne and Scarlett, there shouldn't be anyone else who would come.He slowly opened the door to the villa and saw a beautiful face contorted with fury.Frederick was confused. "What are you doing here?"It was none other than Priscilla. Priscilla scoffed. "Why do you think I'm here? Where is my younger sister?"Frederick answered without thinking. "She's lying on the sofa."Priscilla's expression changed at once. "Lying on the sofa?"She pushed him roughly aside. "Move!"When she entered the house, Priscilla was furious. Her own sister was lying on her ex-husband's sofa, scrabbling to put her clothes on. She looked like a frightened rabbit.Frederi
Frederick had no way of clearing his name now. Priscilla stormed over and raised her hand to give him a tight slap on the cheek. But someone like Frederick would never let that land. He immediately grabbed her wrist, stopping her.Priscilla felt like her wrist was in a vice. It was so painful that tears nearly burst forth from her eyes.Only then did Frederick realize he seemed to have gripped her wrist too hard. He quickly let go of her, afraid he might hurt her.Priscilla clasped her stinging wrist before slapping Frederick in the face. "You shameless man!"But Frederick shielded the blow with his other hand, making the slap land on the back of his hand instead. Though it didn't land on his cheek, the slap still felt like a knife slicing through his heart. They had been married for three years. Yet now Priscilla was hurting him of her own volition! When June saw Priscilla hitting Frederick, she quickly went up to ask him, "Are you okay, Frederick?"Priscilla angrily stompe
Mary's case was the most severe, while Ivan's symptoms were the mildest, and Frederick could roughly deduce the sequence of transmissions among them. It was clear that Mary infected Nigel, who then passed it to Kimberly, then finally passed it to Ivan. Frederick also saw that Ivan was actually a decent person who unfortunately ended up being betrayed and infected. However, Nigel was primarily worried that Ivan might start trusting Frederick, as he wanted Ivan to believe in his capabilities to carry out his plan.Originally, he intended for Mary to insult Frederick for being poor and unskilled, but she ended up attacking him for having an unpleasant odor, which backfired when Frederick exposed her for contracting syphilis. Now, Nigel had no choice but to take matters into his own hands, he then said to Frederick, "Hehe, Frederick. We all know Ivy is a director, what exactly do you do to be worthy of her?"Nigel assumed that Frederick was just a low-level salesperson, something
Hearing Frederick's words, Kimberly jumped with joy and stopped crying. While wiping her tears, she pointed at Mary, laughing and said, "You're covered in syphilis, yet you're making fun of me.""Slut, I wonder how many people you've slept with!" After being pointed and insulted, Mary was furious and she was ready to fight Kimberly. "You bitch! I am going to teach you a lesson!" At this moment, Nigel felt terrible. If Mary was diseased, he'd be the first victim. He grabbed Mary and shouted, "Bitch, let me teach you a lesson first. Now I know why you always wanted the lights off! I thought you were shy, but you just didn't want me to find out."In a fit of anger, Nigel slapped Mary hard across the face. Just as Mary was about to explain, she was interrupted by another slap. Holding her face, she yelled angrily, "Nigel, how dare you hit me?! Do you want me to expose all your little schemes and tricks?"Nigel froze in horror; if Mary exposed him, it would have been disastrous.
Kimberly heard her laughter, and body odor had always been a sensitive issue for her; a wound she'd tried to cover up over the years. For Frederick to bring it up in front of everyone felt like rubbing salt into an open wound. Yet what hurt even more was Mary's laughter; as a fellow woman, it felt like salt to the wound, then roasting it. Kimberly was furious, pointed at Mary and said, "What are you laughing at? Do you want me to come over there and shut you up?"Mary felt wronged, she had only let out a reflexive laugh, but now Kimberly's anger was directed at her. "Did I laugh at you? What proof do you have that I laughed at you?""You're the one with body odor, yet you're taking it out on others. You're such an unreasonable woman!"Kimberly grew even angrier after hearing Mary's retort. "You're the one with body odor, your whole family has it!" "Look at what you're wearing, it's like you just threw on two pillowcases. You're a shameless woman, just trying to show off t
When everyone heard Ivy's words, they laughed even more. Her words effectively confirmed that Frederick did indeed have an unpleasant odor. It wasn't entirely her fault as Kimberly's words had been a bit of a trap. "Haha, if you smell, just take a shower and don't embarrass yourself here.""With all that cheap stuff on, no wonder he has a smell."Hearing this, Frederick simply gave a slight smile and then asked Mary and Kimberly, "Are two really that fragrant?"Mary and Kimberly lifted their heads proudly after hearing Frederick's words. "Why don't you ask everyone here, ask them if we smell good or not?""Exactly, go ahead and ask."Both of them considered themselves beautiful, and of course, they would smell pleasant. The men around them quickly chimed in, especially those eager to admire Mary, who was dressed in a way that gave them a bit of eye candy. "Of course, they smell good. How could these two beautiful ladies not smell good?""Hehe, Frederick with his cheap, th
In a hidden corner, Nigel said to Mary, "Damn it, that bumpkin Frederick keeps stealing my spotlight. I am worried that our plan won't go well later.""You should help me humiliate him properly, and Ivan's girlfriend will back you up."Mary pursed her lips and said to Nigel, "Every time something comes up, you just ask me to handle it. My bag hasn't been bought yet, and you've lost 300 thousand dollars"Although Nigel was annoyed by Mary hitting a sore spot, he kept his tone calm and replied, "Help me humiliate Frederick and talk him down in front of Ivan. After that, leave the rest to me. Once it's done, I'll get you more than one bag, I could get you ten bags and it wouldn't be a problem. I don't care about that small amount of money. You saw that Porsche just now, right? I wouldn't mind burning it if I had to." Hearing this, Mary was delighted and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "Thank you, babe." She hadn't realized that Nigel was so wealthy and even had a Porsche. Up until th
Knowing Martin as someone who knew a lot about wood, everyone immediately looked as though they were ready for a good show. They were convinced that the Saint George statue couldn’t possibly be made of anything valuable.Martin let out a strange exclamation. "What the hell!"Kimberly, thinking that Martin was angry, quickly said, "Mr. Lawson, tell us what’s so disastrous about this wood. Are you saying it’s just a piece of junk?"Contrary to expectations, Martin replied angrily, "I’m saying that whoever preserved this Saint George statue was a jerk. This is genuine sandalwood, and yet it’s completely neglected, covered in dust."Most of the group had no idea what sandalwood was worth, but judging by the name alone, it sounded impressive.Kimberly asked curiously, "Mr. Lawson, are you saying this is really antique wood?"Martin examined the statue carefully, scrutinizing every detail. "Judging by the texture, this carving must have been made at least 150 years ago."Everyone was
"The Saint George statue was indeed a fitting choice for a karaoke." Nigel chuckled, turning to Ivy.“Why didn’t you just go on Amazon and buy a new one for a few dozen bucks? This one is obviously second-hand. Or was it picked up from some junk stall?”Frederick heard Nigel’s mockery and nodded in agreement, a faint smile on his lips. “You’re not wrong. This statue actually was picked up from a street stall.”“At the Treasure Hall in the antique trade market, no less. And yes, it’s an antique.”The truth was, the statue was from the Victorian era. Even the owner of Treasure Hall, Dominic, had recognized its age but dismissed it as worthless, tossing it onto a stall outside.Frederick had picked it up casually, thinking it would come in handy one day, and now it was the perfect gift for Ivan.Hearing this, Nigel burst out laughing, clutching his stomach. “An antique? Treasure Hall? You’re really trying to fool us.”Kimberly chimed in, her tone dripping with sarcasm as she glance
The group’s attention was fully captured by Frederick’s words, their eyes all on him. Nigel, knowing that Kimberly had informed Ivy at the last minute and that she likely didn’t have a gift, sneered at Frederick."Well, if you’ve got a gift, go ahead and show it.""Considering Ivy and Kimberly’s relationship, the gift should be pretty decent, right?"Everyone was now staring at Frederick with anticipation, curious to see what kind of gift he could produce.Ivy, on the other hand, was completely flustered. She hadn’t handed any gift to Frederick, though she understood he was trying to help her out of a tough spot. But wasn’t this making things even more awkward?Nigel continued to press him, "Where’s the gift? Come on, take it out already.""After all this time, you still can’t take it out. Don’t tell me you don’t even have one."Frederick glanced at Nigel with a calm smile. "Oh? Are you planning to bet 300 grand with me again?"Nigel froze. There was no way he had another 300 t
Ivan was deeply moved, feeling as though all the unpleasantness from their school days had been swept away. A sense of childhood nostalgia, unique to old classmates, welled up within him.The crowd continued to shower Nigel with praise, giving him thumbs up one after another."A gift worth 10 grand is no small amount. Nigel is truly generous.""That’s right. These days, even classmates hesitate to prepare gifts, but Nigel has shown such generosity.."Most of the attendees had come because of their connection with Kimberly. Each had prepared gifts with costs ranging from a few hundred dollars. Compared to Nigel’s grandiose gift worth 10 thousand, their contributions paled in comparison.Hearing the compliments, Nigel waved his hand dismissively, feigning modesty. "It’s nothing, really. After all, Ivan and I are good friends from way back."Then, Nigel’s expression shifted slightly as he added, "Speaking of good friends, I’m sure it’s not just me and Ivan here who share a special b