Meanwhile, in front of Rhys's rented building, Ferran had returned with two hundred members of the Tiger Fang Gang. This time, he hadn't come alone. The gang members surrounded the building, holding guns, cutlasses, and batons. Some kicked over rubbish bins while others struck their weapons against the walls, creating a terrifying commotion that attracted the attention of everyone nearby. Residents rushed out of their apartments to see what was happening. Some immediately retreated inside when they recognized the gang. "Nobody moves!" Ferran shouted. "Today, I'm going to make someone pay!" He pointed toward the building, his face twisted with anger. "Where is that fucking Rhys? Tell him to come out here right now!" One of his men stepped forward. "Boss, should we go inside and drag him out?" "No! Let him hear me first!" Ferran roared. "Rhys! You fucking bastard! Come out now, or I'll burn this entire building down!" He kicked a nearby bucket, sending it rolling across the gro

For several minutes, the members of the Tiger Fang Gang continued crawling around the building, repeatedly apologizing to Rhys and the residents they had terrified. Their knees soon became scraped and bloody, and their clothes were covered in dust. Some struggled to move their exhausted bodies, while others gasped for breath, wishing the ground would swallow them whole. "Please, we can't continue!" one of them cried. Ferran was in an even worse state. His knees were bleeding, his arms trembled from exhaustion, and his face was drenched in sweat. Never in his wildest dreams had he imagined suffering such humiliation. After watching them struggle for a while, Rhys finally waved his hand. "That's enough." The gang members immediately stopped, collapsing onto the ground as they struggled to catch their breath. Commander Tango stepped forward and issued his next order. "Arrest every one of them and take them away!" The soldiers promptly moved in, handcuffing the exhausted ga

Aaron frowned, his irritation bubbling to the surface. “Who the heck is this guy, and what’s this nonsense about fluid in the lungs?” His sharp gaze shifted toward Zaiden. Dustin gestured mockingly at Zaiden. “That’s the million-dollar question we have been asking. He’s been spewing nonsense since the start, claiming there’s fluid in Mr. Colton’s lungs. We’ve been asking the same thing—how would a blind man even know that?. mind you, he is blind, poor and a beggar” Zaiden, unbothered by them, stepped closer. His voice was steady. “If you move him now, the fluid will shift, and he will suffocate. You need to act immediately and remove it here. Waiting for hospital equipment will be too late also.” Aaron’s arrogance flared as he stood. “And who the hell are you. Are you a doctor? Where is your license. uhn, You think you know more than me, an actual doctor? I have spent 10 years in this field!". He added, "How exactly do you figure out there’s fluid in his lungs without a scan? Stop

Fiona stepped closer to Zaiden, her gaze sharp and condescending. “Don’t get any ideas,” she hissed, her voice. “Mr. Colton only said those things because he was overwhelmed in the moment. Gratitude makes people say ridiculous things. You’re not actually going to be CEO”. Zaiden stayed calm , which only seemed to enrage Fiona further. Mr. Randall marched up to him. He looked down at Zaiden as if he were an insect. “Let me make one thing clear,” Mr. Randall began, his tone cold. “You might have some… medical skills, but that doesn’t qualify you to run anything, let alone a branch of this company. Mr. Colton’s words were nothing more than a gesture of gratitude. Don’t let them inflate your ego. not when i am still alive, in my own company”. Zaiden nodded and said, "You will change your mind soon." "Shut up, blindman, what is making you confident, I would rather commit suicide than making you Any branch CEO of my company," Mr. Randall said. Cynthia chimed in, "That's okay f

Cynthia’s voice trembled as she stepped closer to Zaiden, her expression a mix of fear and frustration. “Why are you being so stubborn, Zaiden?” she whispered, her tone pleading. “I don’t want to have problems with the Quint family. You don’t know what they’re capable of!”. Zaiden’s jaw tightened, “He assaulted and molested you, Cynthia,” he said, his voice low and firm. “It would be improper for me, as your husband, to apologize for his disgusting actions. What about him? Where is his apology?”. Cynthia’s lips parted as if to protest, but the words caught in her throat. She glanced at the crowd, now buzzing with fear and unease, before turning back to Zaiden. “Zaiden,” she whispered again, her voice breaking, “I just don’t want you to get hurt. Please, let this go.” Zaiden’s tone softened, but his resolve remained unshaken. “You don’t have to worry. I’m not afraid of them.” Master Lee sneered, clapping his hands mockingly. “Enough of this romance gimmick. If this blind fool can’t