Chapter 19
Author: Mel Hope
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Within seconds, the man swung a crowbar at Antonio.

However, before anyone could register what happened, Antonio caught the weapon mid-swing with one hand.

With a sharp twist of his wrist, he disarmed the man, then drove a brutal elbow into his chest.

The thug dropped like a sack of bricks, gasping for air as he crumpled to the ground like a ragdoll!

Another thug lunged from Antonio’s blind side with a chain, aiming for his neck. Antonio ducked fluidly, slammed a palm into the attacker’s knee, and then swept his legs out from under him. The man flipped backward, crashing into the asphalt with a groan.

Seeing Antonio defeat their partners, the other thugs became more furious!

Two more charged together, one with a pipe, the other with a stun baton.

He sidestepped the first, grabbed his collar, and flung him straight into the other. They tumbled to the ground in a heap of groans and tangled limbs.

Cynthia watched, rooted to the spot with her mouth slightly ajar. The man she thou
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    Donald’s hands trembled as he rose to speak, the weight of Antonio’s gaze crushing any confidence he’d once worn like armor. “I… I assure you, Mr. Antonio,” he stammered, eyes darting around the room as if searching for someone—anyone—to intervene, “this has all been a misunderstanding. The numbers—there must be some error in the ledger—” SLAM. Antonio brought the folder crashing down on the polished marble table, the sharp crack silencing Langford mid-sentence and sending an echo reverberating through the boardroom like a thunderclap. “Do you think I’m an idiot?” Antonio snapped, his voice low and dangerous. Donald flinched. Antonio’s eyes narrowed. “Don’t insult me. Don’t waste my time. There are no errors. No glitches! Just your greed, and your cowardice.” Donald opened his mouth again, but no words came. Cynthia stepped forward with a chilling precision. “Mr. Langford,” she said coolly, “you will come with me.” Langford only whimpered in response. His knees gave out.

  • Chapter 21

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    As soon as the thugs fled, Antonio gave Cynthia a quick nod, signaling her to get in the car. Without a word, Cynthia slid into the driver’s seat and started the engine. They drove down the road and flashes of the ambush replayed in their minds, but none of them spoke, instead they were both lost in thought. The leader had already coughed up the name: Robert Adams. Antonio knew Robert too well. He was manipulative, ruthless, and calculating! Antonio knew that the ambush wasn’t just an act of aggression. It was a message. “That wasn’t just some street stunt,” Antonio muttered, turning to Cynthia, his voice edged with steel. “It was a warning shot.” He paused, his gaze darkening. “That bastard’s not just trying to scare us. He’s playing the long game. This whole thing is a setup for something far bigger.” Antonio didn’t reveal everything. The truth was darker, bloodier. He didn’t want to burden Cynthia with the weight of it, not yet. Cynthia shot him a glance, her hands steady on

  • Chapter 19

    Within seconds, the man swung a crowbar at Antonio. However, before anyone could register what happened, Antonio caught the weapon mid-swing with one hand. With a sharp twist of his wrist, he disarmed the man, then drove a brutal elbow into his chest. The thug dropped like a sack of bricks, gasping for air as he crumpled to the ground like a ragdoll! Another thug lunged from Antonio’s blind side with a chain, aiming for his neck. Antonio ducked fluidly, slammed a palm into the attacker’s knee, and then swept his legs out from under him. The man flipped backward, crashing into the asphalt with a groan. Seeing Antonio defeat their partners, the other thugs became more furious! Two more charged together, one with a pipe, the other with a stun baton. He sidestepped the first, grabbed his collar, and flung him straight into the other. They tumbled to the ground in a heap of groans and tangled limbs. Cynthia watched, rooted to the spot with her mouth slightly ajar. The man she thou

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