"What's his name?" Winnie quickly asked."Forget it. You should just give up. That man is Mr. Rocky's boss. How could we ever get in touch with someone of that rank?" Winnie's cousin sighed."We have to at least try!" Winnie said softly before biting her lip.Still, her cousin was right. Even Stanley was far more powerful than them, let alone the boss of Stanley's boss. They didn’t even know the man’s name. Even if they did, they wouldn’t know where to find him. They wouldn’t even be able to convince him to meet up."Alright. Mr. Rocky's boss is Frederick Lester," Winnie's cousin said softly.Winnie's eyes went wide open when she heard the name. She looked up at Frederick."W-What does he look like?" she asked, her voice trembling. 'W-Was this even possible?'"You're funny. Do you really think I could get to meet someone like that? Even Mr. Rocky finds it hard to meet him. He usually has to wait until that man comes looking for him. However, I recall Mr. Rocky saying he's youn
"Heh. Who do you think you are? Do you think Stanley will respect you? Why don't you just die already? Did you say it's easy to get past Stanley? I think he could have you killed with the snap of his fingers!" Garry snorted sarcastically.Winnie and Frederick both ignored him."What do we need to do? Just say it!" Winnie exclaimed."The three of them have to drink all the alcohol in this room. As long as they're still alive, I'll forget about everything that happened today. In addition, I paid more than 130 million in total, but let's just round it down to 130 million. I want them to pay me back," Frederick said calmly.Winnie glanced at the 80 remaining bottles of wine in the room. These all had over 30 percent alcohol concentration.If Garry and the others drank all this, they might be alive—but only barely. Meanwhile, Garry probably couldn’t afford to pay 130 million."You heard him. It depends on you if you'll accept the terms," Winnie said. She didn’t decide for them."Are
Stanley followed Rocky. As soon as he stepped into the room, he pulled out his pistol.However, Rocky hastily gripped the barrel. He looked horrified.“Put the gun away!”His voice was shaking.“Mr. Rocky, are you saying it’d be too easy to kill him with one shot? Should we torture him by cutting him into pieces?" Stanley said. It suddenly dawned on Stanley. A grim smile appeared on his face, and he put the pistol away.“Did I say that?” Rocky shouted, and he slapped Stanley across the face.Stanley looked blankly at Rocky. He didn’t understand why Rocky hit him."I killed him. What of it?" Frederick said, seemingly smiling at Rocky."Well done! That's well-deserved. I repeatedly told my men not to do anything wrong out there, but they refused to listen. Even if they bullied ordinary folks, I wouldn't let them off the hook, let alone you, Mr. Lester!" Rocky said with a straight face, clapping. "Alright, stop pretending. I know you well enough." Frederick shook his head, spe
In the room, Rocky patted Stanley on the shoulder."I'll leave them three to you. Keep this in mind. Don't cause any unnecessary trouble. Mr. Lester only told you to make them finish all the wine here. Do this, and nothing else. I'll wait for you outside the room," Rocky said.Stanley inhaled deeply. He nodded, a hideous look on his face.He couldn’t do anything to the real culprit. He had no choice but to vent his rage on these three.All he needed to do was make them drink, but there were many ways he could do it."Hold them down!" Stanley yelled angrily.Garry's face turned pale. His entire body trembled."Don't! Please! I didn't kill your son! I'm innocent!" he shouted.However, Stanley still held him down."You can't hurt me! I'm Frederick's classmate!" Garry shouted again.Stanley's expression turned gloomy.Crack!He smashed open a wine bottle; it was now a funnel without the tip.Stanley pried Garry's mouth open, and violently jabbed the bottle into his mouth. The
“Besides, based on how well I know Mr. Lester, your son must have done something to provoke him and deserved to die. You can retrieve the surveillance footage. If that's not the case, I'll accompany you and demand an explanation from Mr. Lester, even if I have to risk losing my life!" Rocky promised. Stanley looked down silently. He knew what kind of person his son was. He had been telling his son to keep a low profile every single day, but it didn’t last very long."Mr. Rocky, I understand what you mean. Don't worry. These good times did not come easy. I won't do anything behind your back. He's just a son. I can always get another one."Stanley let out a long sigh.Any reluctance and urge he felt to exact revenge in the future had completely dissipated after his chat with Rocky. He accepted reality completely."I'm glad you can think that way."Rocky also let out a long sigh of relief.If Stanley hadn’t said this, Rocky would have had to get rid of him—even if they had been go
"Says who? Just ask anyone here. They'll give you the same answer."How ignorant! Does he want to use chopsticks to eat steak?"What a joke! There are so many foreigners here. Don't let them think everyone in this country is a barbarian like you!"The man snickered."So what if there are foreigners? Drakonia has a history of using chopsticks for several thousand years! How long has their food been around? Drink a few drops of foreign water, and you think you're one of them. You've forgotten all about your ancestors. People like you are barbarians."Frederick looked at the man in disdain."Frederick, this is a proper restaurant. We should respect their culture. Besides, look, they are pointing fingers at us."Winnie frowned, and tried to persuade Frederick."This is Drakonia. Besides, the customer is always right. Don't I have the right to choose what dining utensils I want?" Frederick chuckled."Also, I heard that the head chef here is very famous. He also has an odd temperame
“Stop it, Frederick! Can we just have a nice meal together?” Winnie said, feeling a bit annoyed. “You like me, don’t you? Acting this way will only make me lose the good impression I have of you.”Frederick paused, surprised by her words. “When did I start liking you?”“Didn’t you?” Winnie replied.In her mind, Frederick had always sided with her, separating her from Gary and the others. This was a sign that he liked her, and that was why she had invited him to dinner. After all, Frederick was no longer the same person. Now that he was wealthy and influential, it wouldn’t be hard to win him over if she put in a little effort.“You’re overthinking it,” Frederick chuckled.What was that popular phrase he’d seen online again?Right—delusional. It fitted Winnie perfectly.“Frederick, I only said that because I didn’t want you to keep making a scene. It’d be embarrassing if we got kicked out of the restaurant. I do like you, but you shouldn’t back down because of what I said and
Winnie turned pale upon hearing that. After a long pause, she gritted her teeth and said, “How could you compare a woman’s worthiness with the wealth and power of a man? How could I not be worthy of you when I’m so beautiful?”“Beautiful? You're just average,” Frederick remarked, shaking his head as he looked at her from head to toe.Winnie was pretty. From middle school to college, she had undoubtedly been the campus belle. She was admired by countless guys online, but she was lacking compared to top-tier women like Jennifer and Jasmine.“Average?” Winnie’s eyes widened in disbelief. “No way!” “Sorry to interrupt your bragging—I couldn’t listen anymore,” the head chef cut into their conversation with a mocking smile. “Sir, this is a Michelin three-star restaurant. Do you know what that means? This means that the name of this restaurant alone is worth tens of millions! It’s so ridiculous to say that you purchased this restaurant!“And even though I’m a foreigner with a differ