Thoth was teetering on the edge, his face ghostly white from losing too much blood.Liam looked at him with a chilling stare and said, "1.5 million dollars."Thoth's eyes bulged in shock, staring back at Liam in disbelief.What!?1.5 million dollars for a leg!!?Thoth felt like he was about to shatter, tears streaming down his face as he pleaded, "Sir! 1.5 million dollars, I don't have that kind of money. Please, I'm begging you, let me off the hook! I know I screwed up."Liam's laugh was chilling and menacing, echoing like a demon stepping out of the shadows, sending shivers down the spine. "Out of cash? So, you're saying you're giving up on your leg?"Thoth's forehead pulsed with a sharp twinge. With a face twisted in despair, he shook his head and yelled, "No! I'll take it, I'll take it. Just 1.5 million dollars, I agree!"After uttering those words, Thoth felt as if his heart was being torn apart. He only made 150 thousand dollars from the gig, and then he was down 2.25 mil
"Enough with the theatrics, let's talk numbers. 30 million dollars, that's the price tag on your life. What do you say?"The words hit Thoth like a bolt from the blue, his mind reeling with terror, his body freezing mid-bow, eyes bulging, mouth agape.What!?30 million dollars?The figure nearly knocked Thoth out cold, his face a mask of despair as he looked up at Liam, his voice trembling, "Sir, sir! You can't be serious?"However, one look into Liam's frosty eyes told Thoth all he needed to know—that was no joke.However, where in the world would he find 30 million dollars?Thoth was at the end of his rope, and with nothing left to lose, he blurted out, "Look, I just don't have 30 million dollars. You could kill me, and I still wouldn't be able to cough up that kind of cash."Even if he liquidated every asset he owned, he would be lucky to scrape together 15 million dollars.Liam's eyebrow quirked up as he leaned in, his knee supporting his weight. The dagger in his hand, ic
Out of nowhere!A squad of bodyguards in sleek black suits burst through the entrance, swiftly taking control of the hall. The woman, barely awake and undeniably alluring, succumbed to unconsciousness once more, overwhelmed by the abrupt commotion.Thoth, confronted by a sea of menacing suits, lost his composure and yelled, "Who are you? What do you want? Listen, I'm no pushover, you'd better-"Before he could get the words out, the door swung open, and in walked a figure that made Thoth's blood run cold. It was Eaden. Thoth's knees buckled, and he crashed to the floor.Eaden strode over, towering above the quivering Thoth, and said with an icy voice, "Thoth, you've got some nerve, crossing Mr. Cole. Looks like you've got the heart of a lion!"Thoth was sprawled on the ground, shaking like a leaf. He did not dare cross Eaden, the kingpin of Drunham City's shadowy corners. With a voice quaking with fear, he pleaded, "Mr. Wafer, have mercy. I lost my head for a moment, that's why I
Just then, a voice finally came through the phone—a deep, male voice that Wasyl found vaguely familiar but could not quite place."Wasyl? Looking for Thoth? Sorry to break it to you, but I've just tossed Thoth into the river for the fish to feast on. If you want to see him, you'll have to dive to the riverbed."Wasyl shot up from the bed, his face a mask of horror, and shouted, "Who in the world are you? Where's Thoth? Put him on the line!"On the other end, Eaden chuckled darkly, his voice icy, "Who am I? I'm Eaden! Wasyl, wasn't I clear enough? Thoth's fish food now, probably at the bottom of the river. So, you were looking for him?"Wasyl's body shook, his face drained of color as fear took hold. He quickly plastered on a groveling smile, "Heh? Uh, Mr. Wafer, my apologies, I didn't realize it was you. I misspoke and offended you. I'll make sure to bring a proper gift and apologize in person soon. You're a forgiving man, please don't hold this against me.""Look, Mr. Wafer, I'm
Liam, a nobody? How on earth could he have the clout to get Eaden of Drunham City, the notorious Mr. Wafer, to work for him?Who was Eaden, anyway?He's the kingpin of Drunham's underground, not someone who would associate with a nobody like Liam!No way, not a chance!Cheryl scoffed, her voice dripping with sarcasm as she eyed Wasyl's earnest expression. "Honey, you're reading too much into this. How could he be involved? He's nothing but a leftover from the Cole family, a rejected son-in-law from the Stone family, just a clueless ex-soldier! There's no way he's connected, you're just imagining things."Wasyl, puffing on his cigarette, his brow furrowed, ignored Cheryl's mocking. Lost in thought, he insisted, "It can't be. I thought I was overthinking it too, but when you look at it, something's off."He rose from the bed and paced the room, his face set in a grim line. "Just think about it. Liam, the cast-off from the Cole family seven years back, a stray nobody, how could he p
"Yes! That's what I've been thinking! I think there must be more to this than what meets the eye," Wasyl replied, nodding solemnly. His brows were furrowed in deep thought, as though contemplating something important.Cheryl could not help chuckling at how comical Wasyl looked, losing his sleep over something like this. She smiled and shook her head. "You're overthinking this, my love. How can Liam possibly have another identity? He's nothing more than a good-for-nothing who's leaching off my family for everything. If there was more to this, we would've found out by now. Come on, don't waste your time thinking about this. Why don't we do something else? Something I know you'd be interested in."With that, she inched behind Wasyl, then reached out and snaked her arm along Wasyl's taut, chest, her rosy lips hovering just inches next to his ear, blowing gently to tickle his skin. "Come on, my love. Stop thinking about Liam. I know what you'd much rather be doing."Cheryl's teasing succ
Although it was still early, the morning market was already packed full of people, most white-collar workers who were there to buy their breakfast before heading off to work. Liam and Jovie arrived at a bakery famous for their bagels. There was already a line, and Liam joined the end of the queue, playing with Jovie while they awaited their turn. Jovie clung onto Liam's leg, watching in awe as the pastry chefs kneaded dough in the store window, with rows and rows of fresh, fluffy bagels laid out for display. She gulped, staring at the bagels, then exclaimed, "Dad! It smells so good! I'm going to have so many of these!"Before Liam could even reply, however, a scuffle rang out from behind them, which was followed closely behind by people's cries of outrage. "Hey, who do you think you are? Line up!""How uncivilized are you? Stop pushing!""Everyone here is in a rush, too, but that doesn't mean you can cut queues and be rude! This is unacceptable.""Youngsters nowadays are gett
All the gangsters craned their necks to look at Liam, sneering. One of them even shouted, "Who the hell is that? How dare you speak to our boss like this?""Who the f*ck do you think you are? Who cares about your opinion?""Oh, you have a little kid with you as well, huh? What's this? Were you just trying to look good in front of your daughter? Save yourself and keep your nose out of trouble!""Come here, little girl. You're an adorable little thing. Come on over, let me take a good look at you. Hehe!" one of the men snickered, then reached out to tug Jovie out of Liam's arms, laughing lecherously. The next moment, a bloodcurdling scream echoed through the air, as Liam grabbed hold of his wrist, then with a sharp twist, snapped his wrist right in half! The man's arm hung loosely in front of him, twisted at a grotesque angle. Liam stared coldly at the man, sending chills down his spine as he snarled, "I cannot stand people who break the rules, especially not men like you who dare