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BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 201-Stop!
He was just a driver, but he was used to bullying others because of his employer’s power. However, Dixon’s earlier glare sent shivers down his spine. “Damn it! That bastard!” The driver gritted his teeth and parked his car directly in front of Dixon’s, blocking his way. If Dixon dared to hit this car, worth over $10 million, it would bankrupt him! After all, Dixon couldn’t afford to offend the owner of this car—or so the driver thought. After parking the car, the driver shot a glare at Dixon’s BMW, sneered to himself, and quickly headed toward the hotel. He rushed to the entrance, only to see Dixon was already there. The sight left him stunned. He drives that cheap BMW, and yet he’s eligible to attend this event too? “You’re so slow,” Roker remarked, chatting with someone near the entrance as he gave his driver a disappointed look. “Where’s my invitation card?” The driver handed the invitation to him, smiling sheepishly. “Apologies, Young Master Roker, something came up
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 202-YOU...
When Dixon heard someone calling him, he turned around and asked, “What is it?” “Which company are you from? Where’s your invitation card? Don’t you know you can’t enter this party without an invitation card?” Khaled tilted his head slightly, sneering at Dixon as if he were vastly superior. “If you have an invitation card, register yourself. Do you have one?” he continued. “No,” Dixon replied calmly. Roker felt like laughing. He guessed that Dixon was just someone’s driver. His employer wasn’t here to bring him in, yet he wanted to try and enter on his own? Roker’s driver stood smugly behind his master, staring coldly at Dixon, pleased to see him finally getting what he deserved. “You don’t have an invitation card but still want to get in?” Khaled said impatiently. “Leave! This isn’t a place you can enter.” Khaled turned to Roker. “Young Master Roker, let’s go inside.” “And what about my driver?” Roker deliberately asked, glancing mockingly at Dixon. He wanted to s
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 203-Break My Legs?
“You brought this on yourself,” Dixon replied. He didn’t want to be bothered anymore and started walking inside. Khaled didn’t dare stop him, so he began shouting, “Security! Security!” A group of burly men from the underground circle approached. They were tasked with maintaining order and had been keeping a close watch on the venue, wary of any troublemakers. “What’s going on?” one of them asked, his expression stern. Their boss had warned them that the King of Reddof was organizing this event, and if anything went wrong, he’d break their legs himself! “There’s a troublemaker!” Khaled shouted angrily, clutching his cheek. “He doesn’t have an invitation, but he insists on coming in! Throw him out and beat him to death!” “Someone forced their way in?” Their faces darkened with fury. Someone actually dared to stir up trouble here? Did they have no idea who was hosting this event? This was the King of Reddof’s event! “Take us in to find him!” one of the security men said, his
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 204-Then Break Them!
"Then break them," Dixon said firmly. Khaled froze for a moment. Dixon actually agreed? He really agreed to let others break his legs? Khaled felt relieved that this man knew how to act appropriately. If he had resisted, the consequences would have been far worse! "Hah, glad you know your place. Now, just rest and—" "AHHH!" Before Khaled could finish his sentence, someone kicked him hard from behind, sending him sprawling onto the floor. "Hold him down!" the leader of the group ordered. They had nearly offended the mighty Dixon—the king himself! So close! Even without Dixon or his team lifting a finger, their boss would have skinned them alive if something like that had happened! "What… what are you doing… Owww!" Khaled tried to protest. The head of security, Boha, wasn’t interested in Khaled’s confusion. Without hesitation, he slapped Khaled’s face more than ten times in a fit of rage. "Hit him! AHH! Why... why are you hitting me?" Khaled shouted. "Stop as
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 205-Walking Toward Dixon
“No need,” Roker Hamu shook his head. “He’s just a tiny ant, not worth my attention.” “Yes, Boss.” His driver dared not argue further. He found an inconspicuous corner to sit in but kept his eyes on Dixon, silently plotting his revenge. “Where is Dixon?” Diana scanned the room and suddenly noticed him leaning against the buffet table, sampling various snacks and desserts. Diana was about to approach when someone offered her a glass of red wine. “CEO Hamilton, you look absolutely stunning tonight,” said Roker Hamu, dressed in an elegant suit. His handsome face had drawn the attention of many women since he entered. He appeared refined and brimming with charm. “May I propose a toast to you?” Many women looked on with envy. Who would refuse such an extraordinary man? “Excuse me,” Diana smiled politely, walking toward Dixon without taking the glass of wine. The music in the hall abruptly stopped. Roker Hamu could barely believe it. He had been rejected? He had taken th
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 206-Dixon and Roker
"Hello, my friend. Would you like a drink alcohol?" Roker Hamu asked with a seemingly sincere smile directed at Dixon. Dixon glanced at him briefly. "I have to drive, so I can’t drink it." He’s really a driver! Roker Hamu became even more certain of his suspicions. "That’s true as well. CEO Diana’s safety is far more important," he remarked. "Earlier, my driver misunderstood you, so please allow me to apologize on his behalf." Dixon narrowed his eyes. Was this man truly here to apologize? Dixon's sharp gaze pierced through Roker, as though he could read his thoughts. Dixon knew exactly what Roker was thinking. He was merely pretending to be sincere. Roker pulled out a business card and handed it over casually. "This is my card. Feel free to contact me if you need anything." Dixon gave a small smile as he read the name printed on the card. "The Young Master of the Hamu family?" he asked, eyeing Roker with an odd smile. Dixon hadn’t expected to meet a member of the Hamu
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 207-Is He Her Husband?
"Young Master Roker, would you like to dance with me?" As Roker walked toward Diana, several women tried to invite him to dance. However, he politely declined them all. He didn’t need to prove how popular he was. Even women of higher standing than Diana rarely turned him down, so Roker felt confident he wouldn’t lose this bet. "Just a mere driver daring to act high and mighty in front of me?" Roker thought mockingly. "I’ll show him the difference in our status!" When people saw Roker approaching Diana, they courteously made way. Everyone knew their chances against Roker were close to zero. "Diana?" Roker called out in a friendly tone. His face was full of smiles. His handsome and elegant demeanor drew the attention of many. "Mr. Roker," Diana replied, nodding politely. She was somewhat surprised to hear him address her by name. "Would you like to dance with me?" Roker asked, extending his hand. Roker appeared to be the perfect gentleman. His elegant demeanor made many guest
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 208-Dixon Was Truly Dominant!
Diana refused him, saying that she didn’t know how to dance. But she danced so well with Dixon. That was just an excuse! "CEO Diana," Roker Hamu couldn’t take it anymore. He suddenly raised his voice, "What do you mean by this? Are you deliberately trying to humiliate me?" The music suddenly stopped. Diana was stunned. She had no idea what Roker meant at all. "You rejected my invitation to dance, but you’re willing to dance with your driver and even let him call you his wife?" "CEO Diana, are you saying that I’m not even as good as your driver?" Roker’s expression was furious and threatening. Roker had wanted to use this networking event to get closer to Diana so he could make further progress. He didn’t like forcing a woman—he preferred convincing her to take the initiative to serve him. But this time, he had been humiliated! "Mr. Roker, why would you say that?" Diana frowned slightly and looked at Dixon. "Dixon is truly my husband." "Nonsense!" Roker didn’t believe it at al
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443-They're Insane!
All of Reddof moved like a tidal wave. Everyone from the underground circle covered every inch of the streets, searching for any suspicious individuals. Gobu and his men didn’t drink a single drop of water or eat a bite of food. They kept searching relentlessly. They would kill those two bastards and avenge Fofo! Ever since the day they followed Dixon, these men knew this was a dangerous path, and they could die at any moment. Today it was Fofo, tomorrow it could be Gobu. This was the road they had chosen, and they had no intention of turning back. They weren’t afraid to die, nor did they care about their own lives. But as long as they were still breathing, they would get revenge for their fallen brother! It was already late at night. After searching all night, they still couldn't find the two men in black. Was this a trap set for Reddof? If someone of Beatrice's status were killed in Reddof, the powerful Mopp family from the north wouldn't sit still. They would be furious and sen
442-Find Them!
Both sides immediately began fighting. Gobu’s men quickly realized that the two assassins were incredibly strong. Even with their formation techniques, they were still being overpowered. "Quick!" shouted Fofo, one of Gobu's subordinates, his voice booming like thunder. He knew that some of them wouldn’t be able to block the attackers—they were just too strong! A fist came flying like the wind—powerful and precise at the same time. The two men in black were like emotionless killing machines. There was no expression in their eyes, only coldness. After taking the blow, Fofo staggered back several steps. He was the shield of their formation and strong in defense, but even he was being pushed back by these attacks. “Protect her!” Fofo shouted, his face turning completely red. “That’s the order we were given!” He could feel blood rushing through his body, ready to burst out, but he held it in. His team continued to shift formations and battled the two men in black with all their might
441-Kill Them All!
"I’ve already sent someone to follow her," Dixon said seriously, informing Paulo. "Ever since Beatrice left the North, someone’s been tailing her. I don’t know who it is, but this person is quite powerful. I have no idea where they’re from." "Keep tracking her and make sure Beatrice is safe." A murderous expression appeared on Dixon’s face.*** After leaving the Hamilton Group, Beatrice seemed a bit out of it. She kept replaying all their childhood memories and trying to match the Dixon from back then to the man she saw today. But no matter how hard she tried, they just didn’t fit. The man she saw earlier looked like a weakling who relied on his wife. He didn’t even dare raise his voice in front of Diana. How could he be the same Dixon who used to beat up other boys when they were kids? "Did he lose his memory? Or is he a different person?" Beatrice’s eyes turned a little red. She had come filled with anticipation, but was now leaving with disappointment. "Maybe he’s been dead fo
440-Pretending to Not Know Her
Dixon stopped and turned around to look at Beatrice strangely. “Who are you? Do you know me?” “I’m Beatrice!” Beatrice looked at Dixon and reached out her hand toward him. Her eyes quickly turned red. “I’m Beatrice! Don’t you remember me?” Dixon took two steps back and avoided her hand. He quickly responded, “I don’t know you! Beatrice? I’ve never heard that name before.” He didn’t know her? “You’re lying to me, aren’t you?” Beatrice’s eyes turned red as she looked at Dixon sadly. “You are him, I know I’m not mistaken. You’re Dixon from the Edric family in the north!” “Miss, I think you’ve mistaken me for someone else. My name is indeed Dixon, but I don’t think I’m the one you’re talking about,” Dixon said with a smile. “I’m here to pick up my wife from work, so please excuse me.” Dixon then began to walk away. “Stop right there!” Beatrice wouldn’t let him go. She grabbed Dixon’s arm and pushed up his sleeve. “Don’t try to lie to me! My bite mark should still be there, so you c
439-Dixon!
Diana let out a long sigh. She hadn’t expected this day to come so soon. Beatrice had come knocking on her door—for Dixon. That strong and aggressive woman wanted nothing but Dixon. She was even willing to give up the Mopp Group, the business empire she had built from scratch. Diana wasn’t the only one stunned by this. Even Sophia took a deep breath, afraid she might faint right then and there. What was going on?! Sophia had just told Diana she didn’t think Diana was inferior to Beatrice because Diana had Dixon as her husband—and every woman would be jealous of that. But now, Beatrice’s very first words were asking Diana to leave Dixon and return him to her? And she was willing to use the Mopp Group in exchange?! Oh my God!! Beatrice was talking about the Mopp Group. It was impossible to build a second Mopp Group in this world, and yet Beatrice wanted to use such a company just to get Dixon back? "I won’t trade him," Diana said seriously, staring at Beatrice. She pre
438-Leave Dixon!
Beatrice had no doubts. She immediately booked a flight and headed to Reddof. She was determined to confirm whether that man was really Dixon—the one she had known. After Beatrice left the northern region, Abraham received the news. “Sir, Miss Beatrice has gone to Reddof. I’m afraid it’ll be difficult to keep this secret,” Jack said with a worried tone. The Mopp family no longer opposed Beatrice marrying Dixon, even though they were the ones who broke it off in the past. They must have suspected something. “Do you really think the Mopp family knows the truth? They’re just trying to test her. They’re not sure yet, so they’re letting Beatrice go to Reddof.” Naturally, the Mopp family believed that no matter how different Dixon looked now, Beatrice would still recognize him. Jack was surprised. “Sir, have you already made arrangements?” “I don’t need to arrange anything,” Abraham sneered. “Dixon is a smart boy. He drove off the Behnam family on the surface, but behind the scenes,
437-You're Fired
That night passed in silence. The grandmasters of the Behnam family had departed for Reddof, but by dawn, not a single word had been heard. Those watching the movements of the Behnam family and Reddof had waited all night, yet no information returned. It was as if Gavo had taken the eight other grandmasters on a stroll, then returned to the Northern Mountains without touching anything in Reddof. This stunned the powerful families of the north. They couldn’t believe what had happened. How could this be possible? The Behnam family had departed with grandeur—nine grandmasters moving as one, like dropping a massive bomb into a lake. But the result? Not even a ripple. The bomb fell... and simply floated, discarded. “I don’t want to see anyone!” Gavo roared in fury. “I don’t want to hear anything!” “Anyone who comes asking about Reddof will get no answer from the Behnam family!” Gavo hadn’t expected so many to come that morning—some openly, some in secret—just to find out what had
436-We're Going Home
Gavo wore no expression on his face, but a murderous intent had begun to stir within him. He sat in silence late into the night. His eyes were half-closed, his body motionless, as if frozen in place. Suddenly, he opened his eyes—now glowing with a sharp light. “Dixon… tonight, I’ll kill you.” He stood up and vanished into the darkness. *** At the Hamilton Group residence, a pot of delicious grilled fish was being served as the family's dinner. William and Diana had just returned from working overtime, famished. “The smell is incredible!” Diana said as she inhaled the aroma from the pot. Her eyes lit up. “I’m digging in first.” She looked around and noticed Dixon was missing. “Where’s Dixon? Isn’t he the one who loves food the most? Why hasn’t he shown up?” *** At that moment, Dixon was standing outside in the yard of the bungalow. A cigarette burned low between his fingers. He squinted as he spotted a figure approaching. “How pitiful. The head grandmaster of the Be
435-They Were Kicked Out
Dixon Edric was incredibly famous in Reddof! How could this be? That was what Gavo thought. There were men, women, the elderly, and children—and each of them was furious, filled with righteous anger. Even leaving Reddof safely was now a problem, let alone daring to stir up trouble for Dixon. Gavo’s lips trembled as he felt all the blood in his body surge. “This… this is what they meant by Reddof’s forbidden territory? So this is why it’s called forbidden!” Gavo had thought the term only referred to Reddof’s underworld, to Dixon and his gang. But now he realized the entire city and its people were united in protecting Reddof and keeping everyone inside it safe. “Master Gavo…” The grandmasters who had come with Gavo were pale. There were already nearly a thousand people, and more were still coming. They had never faced anything like this before! “Who’s causing trouble in Reddof?!” “Do you think the people of Reddof are easy to mess with?!” Shouts erupted all around. Their
