Adrian nodded, acknowledging the remark that Brian had made about him.Yet he couldn’t get himself to fathom why his boss was willing to take such a risk on something that was almost an experiment. “Are you certain about this?” He asked just to be certain, holding the document up. “Yes…” Brian responded without thinking twice, nodding afterward. “Okay…” Adrian finally gave in, moving the document to his face while he took a deep breath. “I will do my best, Mr. Regal. I will make sure that I don’t fail you…” He assured, and that made Brian’s beam expand across his face. “That is exactly what I wanted to hear from you…” Brian took a deep breath, then he turned to his right, instinctively prompted by the sound of walking steps. One of the two guards with him came in and bowed, his face brandished with a signal.“I think I have to go now, Adrian…” Brian said to the Manager, and as soon as he picked up his brown leather suitcase, the guard hurriedly took it from him with both

“That’s a lie!” The lady was quick to shut him up, pointing to his face.“He called me a slut and many other names!” She yelled, taking two steps forward until she was close enough. “Don’t listen to him, baby! This man right here said he was going to slap me, and that you were not going to do anything…” The guard standing behind Brian gasped, but the middle-aged man was too angry to care about his reaction. “You said that?” The man didn’t seem to want a response; he was already convinced that Brian was guilty of what he had been accused of. “I didn’t…” Brian forced himself to speak, and then he took a deep breath.“Are you calling her a liar?” The man pointed to the lady standing a meter behind him, barely, eyes still burning with violence.“I don’t know…” Brian cleared his throat, turning to the lady. “Is your daughter a liar?”“She is not my daughter!” The man roared, chest puffing with his fists clenched.“Oh…” Brian took a deep breath, yet when he returned his eyes to

Trent nodded, agreeing with what Duke said without thinking twice. “Anything you want, Mr. Avalon. Just mention it, and I will have it done immediately…” He stood on his word, glaring at Brian. Duke nodded, and the next second, his wife approached with a very hostile move. “I think the three of them should be made to slap each other while we watch. Then they should fight, two against one. I want to watch that one right there beaten up…” She pointed at Brian while rolling her eyes at him. Trent nodded, then he turned to Duke to see if he was in support. “Is that okay by you, Mr. Avalon?” He asked with a growing reverence in his tone, sensing the reluctance that was written on Duke’s face. The urge to disagree with what his face said was roaming inside Duke’s mind, especially since he had his eyes on the guard who humiliated him. He badly wanted to see him beaten up, but on second thought, he decided to go with his wife’s evil suggestion. “I agree…” He nodded, turning to

“Do something…” Duke whispered to Trent, turning to face him with wide eyes. He could only look at him for a second, returning his gaze to the guards who were already bouncing toward them.“Didn’t you hear me?!” Duke turned to Trent again, his voice gradually losing its grip. “I…” Trent stuttered, unable to make up his mind whether he was going to focus on the guards or on Duke.“I don’t know what else to do, Mr. Avalon!” He retorted, breath unstable.“What do you mean?!” Duke growled at him, taking two steps backward.“Call more guards or something! I am your biggest customer in this place! I am sure you know what could happen to this place if I am offended! Don’t let these thugs lay their hands on me!” Trent nodded, his internals shaking while he faced the guards.His eyes moved from one security man to the other, and it seemed like they were very comfortable on their knees, and the first two who had been battered didn’t look like they were in a hurry to regain consciousn

“What’s going on here?” Lewis Gomez was puzzled by the sight before him, scouring as he approached from a distance. The sight of the security men on the floor made him slow down; the blood he saw all over the floor made his brows furrow. Even the ten men behind him were wary of the sight of their colleagues helplessly on their knees, with the other two still unconscious. “Mr. Gomez!” Trent called out, still trying to catch his breath. He was about to make a move toward the Manager when one of the guards stopped him.He swallowed hard, eyes still helplessly on the Manager.But to his surprise, the guard slowly made way, allowing him to walk through.He staggered toward Lewis, breath still shaky.“Mr. Gomez! We have a situation! I think you should call the cops!” He urged, standing before the Manager.“Trent?” Lewis took a deep breath while he faced him. “What happened here? I have only been gone for a few hours…” His eyes demanded an explanation, and he was ready to wait