2024-11-08 23:19:26“What the fuck are you doing?” Chris glared at the tackily dressed man and swiftly, he took the man’s hand off him, throwing him off to another side. It was so easy for Chris to throw him off like he weighed nothing.
“How dare you touch me!” The man was annoyed that he was easily tackled and he went for Chris again, aiming to throw a punch. However, Chris was quick to dodge making the crazy man punch the air.
“You are testing my patience.” Chris was growing furious. He was still trying to be civil because he had somewhere to go and he didn’t want to embarrass himself in a public space but this crazy man wasn’t about to let him go.
“And what the fuck are you going to do? Huh? Do you know who I am?” The man pointed a finger at Chris with a condescending gaze, “I am Bastien, haven’t you heard of that name around here before?”
Chris’s patience was wearing thin, he was past the time when he would let people bully him and now that he had his father’s backing, he was fearless. In the next second, he caught the Bastien’s finger and bent it.
“Ahhhh!!” Bastien screamed, feeling pain shooting through his arm, but he couldn’t even free himself from Chris’s grip.
“Now, I do not care what you call yourself.” Chris sneered and then continued, “But if you cross me one more time, you won’t see the end of this.” he warned and swiftly, he let go of Bastien who staggered due to the sudden lack of balance.
Chris turned to walk away, hoping this was the end of it but on the other hand, Bastien wasn’t done. He rushed back to his Ferrari and took out a baseball bat from the trunk.
“Hey, you, kid!” Bastien called out to Chris who was approaching the elevator as he swung the bat in his hand. “Watch how I teach you a lesson.”
Before Chris’s very eyes, Bastien rushed toward his 200k dollars VW car and swung the bat at it.
Bang!
The car’s windows crashed, and the glass shards scattered all over the floor.
Bang!!
Next was the car’s body as Bastien left dents on the car with a victorious and wicked smile on his face. He was proud of his work.
“What the fuck!” Chris covered his mouth in shock, realizing that this man was crazier than he thought. The car was badly damaged and he vowed not to let Bastien go scot-free.
He took out his phone and put a call across to the butler, Steve but at the same time, Bastien climbed the car and started to jump on it like he was a kid.
“What’s so special about your car?” Bastien yelled at Chris who was still looking in horror. “It’s just an old Volkswagen car and I can get ten of it if I want to,” He yelled, laughing out loud.
His laughter boomed throughout the parking lot and the commotion attracted other car owners present.
“Sir, you are causing a nuisance, get down from the car or we will call the police.” A man stepped forward as he had been watching the commotion since it started. He silently commended Chris for being so calm.
“And what if I don’t?” Bastien jumped off the car and even swung the bat at the man making him flinch. Chris came forward and dragged the man backward, so he wouldn’t be hurt. He didn't want any other person to get involved with Bastien
He had been far away earlier but now that he saw the car clearly, he gasped, “Isn't this the famous VW Phaeton? This car alone is worth $200,000!”
Chris was surprised that someone else knew the worth of the car even though it was plain looking, “You know this car?”
“Yes, I do.” The man nodded at Chris. “You are the owner, right? And you let him damage it?”
Bastien heard this and he wondered if they were telling the truth or not. His own car was just a second-hand car worth $100k. How could such a young poor-looking boy own such a car? He couldn’t believe it!
And before Chris could speak, Bastien yelled, “Stop lying!” He swung the bat at the man dangerously. “What is so special about that plain car?! It shouldn't even be seen on the streets and now I have done justice to it.”
“Shut the fuck up!” The man fired at Bastien with an irritated look. “You look so classless and though I am not surprised that you are dumb, you are a grown man, can’t you see how sleek that car is? Is your tacky yellow-colored Ferrari as elegant as this car you damaged?”
“What are you saying?” Bastien sneered, looking back at the VW car. His mind was starting to tell him that he might have made a mistake. When he saw the car at first, it looked plain but now that he saw that he saw the car’s interior, he realized that he may have been wrong.
However, he wasn’t ready to lose face, “What do you even know about cars?”
“Haha…” the man suddenly laughed out loud. He dipped his hand into his pocket and took out a business card. He threw it directly at Bastien, “Look at that! I am an auto insurance expert and I have dealt with many luxury cars. This VW car will buy your tacky Ferrari twice!”
“What?” Bastien held onto the business card shakily, his eyes going wide in horror. He realized he had damaged a 200 thousand dollar car while he had scraped, scammed, and saved to get his Ferrari.
At the same time, five cars drove into the parked in the parking lot. Five men from each car stepped out and their presence filled the parking lot. Dressed in black suits, their steps echoed in the parking lot as they marched out and surrounded Bastien who already looked terrified.
“Who… who are these?” Bastien stuttered.
This time, Chris stepped forward with a menacing look, “Do you really want to find out?”
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Knowing The Enemy
Chris stared blankly at the wall, in his study as he listened again and again to Albert’s and Gerald’s conversation. Even Rico Axe who was by his side was in deep shock. None of them would have thought this was what was going on. “Robin Smith?” Chris frowned. “Does that name ring a bell?” “No.” Rico shook his head. “None that I know of in most mafia organizations.”“But…” Chris frowned. “He seemed to be a renowned figure in the underworld, else, he wouldn't be able to take over the Rice family so easily even with Albert’s help.”They both had the same thoughts. However, they couldn't figure out he was really. At that moment, Chris decided to speak to his father. He couldn't keep waiting until the moment his father decided to tell him the truth. As he stood up, he ordered Rico, “Review the previous recordings. We need to find out whatever Gerald had in mind for us. Also, confirm if Albert is dead, and if he is not, bring him in. We can make him dance to our tune.”“On it.” Rico nodd
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Albert pursed his lips, a faint hint of fear in his eyes as he followed Gerald into the mansion. He wondered if his father would dim whatever he had to say worthy and if not, he knew that his father would carry out his threats. They finally reached the patriarch’s private study and as soon as he settled behind the partition in the study, Albert stood back, standing before the partition. “Why are you here?” Gerald asked. Albert pursed his lips again. He was suddenly nervous and all the anger he had pent up inside him was nowhere to be found. Before the patriarch, he was an insect. “If you have nothing to say, get out.” Gerald was impatient, his eyes curling in disdain for the youngest boy whom he once favored. “Father, please—”“I am not your father!” Gerald banged his fist on the table so suddenly and angrily. His cold gaze pierced through the partition, making Albert shiver in fear. “I apologize!” Albert gritted his teeth and in the next second, he went down on his knees.Bang!
The Bag
Thoughts of Baron being dead or not continued to gnaw in Tricia’s mind. Her eyes watered with tears as she got into her car, gripping the wheel tightly. She constantly tried to convince herself that all was going to be alright. But deep in her heart, she blamed herself for going to Albert! What if he actually killed Baron?!“No, he can’t! Never!” She stepped on the accelerator as quickly as she could. She had to deliver what Baron asked her to deliver and soon, her husband would be free.Finally, she got to a hotel, the one Baron had said to her in his instructions, and as she sat in the empty waiting lounge, her feet tapped on the floor rapidly. Her eyes watched all over, like a hawk, hoping Albert or his men weren't anywhere close. But then she heard footsteps behind and her head snapped to look in the direction. “Mrs. Rice?” The bulky man behind her said her name and immediately she jumped on her feet. However, the man had a face mask on and she couldn't see his face fully. “Ar
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