Chapter 416

All of a sudden, Wilbur threw the pint of beer onto the floor. The bottle shattered upon impact, glass flying everywhere.

The supervisor walked over at once. "Is anything the matter, Sir?"

"This is fake alcohol. Are you trying to take the piss out of me?" Wilbur asked coldly.

The supervisor stopped short before saying, "Sir, please watch what you say. All of our alcohol is purchased legally following all necessary procedures."

"I don't care! It's fake because I said it is. You're going to pay me ten million dollars, or you can kiss this club goodbye." Wilbur sat down, taking a long drag of his cigarette.

The supervisor was stunned, only returning to his senses after some time had passed.

He then chuckled. "You aren't from here, are you, Sir?"

"I'm not. What about it?"

"I see. Well, it's just your luck that you came to a place where an attitude like this will only get you killed," the supervisor mocked.

Wilbur's expression turned cold. He got to his feet, slapping the superviso