045 Victor’s Wrath
Author: Kaiser Ken
last update2023-06-04 03:51:09
James immediately recognized the card by its logo and design. It was issued by Cosmo World Bank, a financial organization that acted as a banker to the world's top ten billionaires.

How did Victor possess a black-gold card from Cosmo? Why did he mention these particular events?

"What nonsense are you spewing?" he spat. "Do you claim to have accomplished all that? What a joke! A penniless and weak man like you can't even bully a homeless man! How do you claim to have the power to intimidate the Grizzly Kings? Do you think a fake Cosmo World Bank card will fool me? Stop dreaming and come back to reality! Your tricks won't work on me!"

"Just wait for it, Colbert," Victor replied coldly. "Your world will end soon."

James scoffed. "That's the biggest joke I have ever heard! But give me a second to talk to my father. He'll hire goons to raze your company and house to the ground. He'll take away everything you own and love! Carol will spit on your face and come running to me!"

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