When he had money, these things that Zachary never dared to try in the past became easy all of a sudden. He made the decision to head to a small restaurant near the school alone. But as soon as he entered, his heart sank. The door swung open violently, and a gang of street punks barged in. These men were menacing, adorned with intimidating tattoos and scars etched across their faces."Who's Zachary?" one of them shouted.The rough-looking men's sudden intrusion into the restaurant caused the guests to become frightened, and they quickly moved back, with whispered expressions of fear and concern spreading throughout the room.Zachary was taken aback by the sudden appearance of the street punks. Fearing for the safety of others in the restaurant, he stood up from his seat with a solemn expression, bracing himself for whatever may come.The street punk stepped forward, a menacing scowl on his face. "Zachary," he growled. "We have orders to teach you a lesson. Someone wants to make sure y

Zachary turned his head to see who it was and saw Quilly looking at him curiously. As Quilly approached Zachary's table, Tyller immediately saw her stunning features. She had long, lustrous dark hair that cascaded down her back in gentle waves. Her high cheekbones were perfectly defined, accentuated by her flawless, olive-toned complexion. Her piercing green eyes seemed to sparkle with intelligence and curiosity. Quilly noticed that Tyller was staring at her and felt a bit uncomfortable, thinking he was scrutinizing her with ill intentions. "It's nothing, Quilly. Just a little commotion, but I'm helping everyone have a good time with a free meal, except for them," Zachary replied. Ava said, "You don't have to do that. We can eat ten meals like this, and you probably saved up all your money to do this once." Tyller tried to join in on teasing Zachary, but his mind was still focused on Quilly. He was really impressed and fond of her, but with the current situation, he couldn't appro

After that incident, Tyler did not text Quilly again. That evening, Quilly went to a club party, invited by two brothers named Jake and Brett. Zachary did not know those two guys, but his purpose was just to follow Quilly, as she requested.This club was very fancy and located far from the city to avoid noise. The outside decoration was simple, but inside, the club was decorated in luxurious black color. The people who came to this club were not ordinary; they were either rich or were led by someone who was rich. If you did not dress appropriately, you would not be allowed to enter.The bouncer did not want to let Zachary and Quilly in, but because Quilly said they were invited by a guy named Jake, the bouncer reluctantly let Quilly in. When Zachary entered, the bouncer stopped him with one hand."Sorry.""Hey, you don't know anything. We're going together," Quilly said angrily."I'm sorry, but this is the rule. It seems like you were not invited, and besides, we have a dress code..."

The red-clad staff holding wine glasses and fruits around Zachary made Quilly feel embarrassed. They were just there to have fun, not expecting to be the center of attention."What's there to be afraid of, deal the next hand, I'll play," Brett ordered with a calm and handsome face.Zachary was no less confident, and both were unruffled. Only Jake continued to show his contempt for Zachary through his words, but now he was even more embarrassed and could only pretend not to care.Brett looked at his cards and felt uneasy. He glanced at Zachary's cards and could guess that he would never win this round.Zachary continued to bet, "Five hundred thousand dollars."To save face, Brett could only pretend to say, "Zachary, I see how determined you are, I'll concede this hand to you." After that, Brett abandoned the game. The victory belonged to Zachary, as no one dared to continue playing against him. Seeing all the large sums of money in Zachary's hands, Jake was angry and looked at his broth

They could only obey Zachary, otherwise, who knows which one of them will be the next target of the throwing knife?At this moment, a marksman appeared. A marksman who looked mature and cool with a calm face. He had sharp eyes and could stare at a target without making a single mistake.He used to be a high-ranking special forces soldier, but now he calls Zachary his "boss"."Boss, should we let him walk or carry him?""I said we're going to help them from A to Z, how can we let him stand up like he's dying? We'll carry him, and serve him like a special patient."Hearing the words "special patient" come out of Zachary's mouth, Tyler was scared to death! He had never encountered such a pervert before.After stopping the car at a secluded area full of moss and trees, Zachary led them into a small house on the street. However, inside was a large room equipped with medical facilities and professional doctors and nurses ready to receive them.Tyler's henchmen carefully brought him into the