Chapter 6
Author: PRINZY N
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The moment Max’s voice cut through the music and murmurs, it was as though the entire club paused. Arnold slowly turned to face him, his eyes squinting in disbelief, as though he couldn’t quite process what had just been said.

“What did you just say?” Arnold asked, stepping forward. His voice was calm, but his face betrayed his rising fury. Red crept up his neck and into his cheeks like boiling water.

Max didn’t flinch. “I said it’s never going to happen.”

The audacity of the statement sent a wave of gasps through the room. Even the DJ momentarily lowered the volume. All eyes were now on the two men—one, a self-declared king of the club, the other, a boy who had just spat in the face of that kingdom.

Arnold’s jaw twitched. “Who the hell do you think you are?” he barked, his voice rising, teeth clenched.

He turned to the rest of the room, arms outstretched. “Look at this fool,” he said with a twisted grin, trying to save face. “This nobody dares challenge me? ME?”

He turned sharply bac
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