CHAPTER HUNDRED AND THIRTY-ONE Lance gasped, attempting to spit out the poisoned drink.But it was already too late, as a good amount of it had already gone down his throat, and the reaction started in a matter of seconds. First, he felt his heart getting cold, and then it began to beat faster when, all of a sudden, it started to burn like hot coal had been thrown inside his chest. Then his eyes turned red, crawling backward like they were about to sink into his head. He wheezed, his chest tightening as he struggled for breath.“Please!” He cried, but it was clear that he was never going to get his dwindling life back.The painful cry of his daughter pierced into his ears, causing him to turn to her. But he couldn’t console her, not when he couldn’t speak, blood pouring from his mouth as he gagged. He grabbed Elias by the jacket, holding tightly with both hands, just as he was still trying to cling to what was left of his life. “Don’t…” He couldn’t finish, his eyes rolling back

CHAPTER HUNDRED AND THIRTY-THREE Everyone turned to Elias, their eyes sparking with disdain. Becky snorted, turning to Elias, who was already staring at her, still struggling to remain calm. “Why would you ask these people to go in to see the Mayor? I have been waiting here for over an hour.” “And so?” Becky snapped at him, rolling her eyes in disdain. She turned to the man who had his eyes on Elias for a while before switching to her. “Who the hell is this man, Becky?” He could no longer hide the thoughts going on inside his mind, staring with curiosity.“I don’t know who he is, Mr. Creed,” Becky said with a frown, turning to face Elias again.“He has been here trying to see the Mayor. I told him that he was not welcome here, but he has insisted on staying here.” “Oh.” Mr. Creed turned to Elias, looking down at him. “So he is a stranger.” He stared with an arched brow, inching closer to Elias. “Hello…” He extended his hand toward Elias, putting on a smile that seemed too go

CHAPTER HUNDRED AND THIRTY-FIVE “Am I supposed to be afraid of him?” Elias asked, breaking the silence in the hall. His words caused gasps to erupt from the policemen, their eyes widening with shock. “How dare you?!” One of them barked, grabbing his gun from the sheath. “Take back those words, or I will blow your brains out!” He threatened, pointing the gun to Elias’s face. For over ten seconds, he had expected to see Elias fidget, but it didn’t look like he was going to see that. Elias was still calm and composed, holding onto the wry smile that was etched all over his face. The rest of the policemen were stunned to see no reaction on the Godfather’s face, staring at him with arched brows. Slowly, they turned to Sam, who was not left out of the bemusement, staring at Elias with wide eyes. “I can see that you have guts, Mister.” Sam snorted, glaring at the Godfather. “I am going to lock you up and make sure you don’t see the light of day.” He threatened, but Elias refused

CHAPTER HUNDRED AND THIRTY-SEVEN “I am sorry about that.” Elias gave a very fake apology, showing clear signs that he didn’t mean his words. “There is absolutely no need for all of this drama. Just take a seat, and I will explain myself to you.” He repeated the words that triggered the Mayor’s anger, but it didn’t seem like he was going to say something like that again. “Very well,” He sighed after a few seconds, turning to Jacob. “Since the Mayor has decided not to sit, I might still state the purpose of my visit to this city.” Elias cleared his throat, but before he could say a word, five policemen had stormed into the office, including Sam, who was right in front of them.Becky was still standing outside, and sensing the tension in the large room, she chose to remain outside. “Good day, Mayor Creed.” Same bowed to Clement, and then he took a deep breath, attempting to deal with the glare of displeasure he received from him. “I came as soon as Miss Creed came to me.” He expla