Oprah Morgan
Author: Jericho Chase
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Barry regarded Jonathan after he slapped him. "That was a mistake, Jonathan. You shouldn't have hit me."

"And I'll do it again," Jonathan spat in Barry's face. "You think you can take what's mine and get away with it? Guess what, King, I'm going to take back Raven enterprises then I'll destroy you piece by piece until there's nothing left of you."

Barry didn't say anything. Right now, he was still wearing King's disguise. If these two uncover his disguise, he'll be busted.

Jonathan's wicked grin spread further across his face.

"Got nothing to say, huh? You know, I once respected you, King. But that respect died the moment you allowed Barry to call the shots and removed me from my family's company."

Jonathan grabbed a fistful of Barry's shirt and snarled to his face. "Don't underestimate me, King. The Nightingale family are one of the most powerful families in North Hills. With their backing, I'll make sure you rot in jail."

Kane Nightingale stepped forward, his eyes cold and dangero
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