Downfall

Wallace had finished speaking with his buddy. After confirming from his buddy that the job was done, a wild smile crept onto his face. Thoughts of a successful future, where both he and his friend would become rulers of a vast business empire, began to play in his head.

"I will have any woman I want, buy any car, live in an estate of my choice, and get to shake hands with big content creators.

My fanbase would grow, it wouldn't just be those who love my bodybuilding but also those curious about my wealth," he muttered to himself.

Then a face appeared in his head—a handsome young man with a scheming smile.

"And that fucker! Damnit! Why haven't those bastards called to confirm his death? I can't wait anymore!" he gritted his teeth.

He grabbed his phone and called the same person.

"Hello, yes, it's me! Why the fuck are you guys taking so much time? I want him dead, and that bastard is still roaming around, fully alive. Do you think I have all the time in the world?"

—"Calm down! My men a