013: Guts
Author: Sweet savage
last update2026-04-01 19:33:09

Everyone was muttering about how Dylan was probably walking around with a knock-off. But Dylan simply kept his eyes on Oliver and Emily.

He couldn’t believe their guts. The first time they met him after months, the first thing they could think about was disgracing and eliminating him again!

He smiled. “You speak as though you’re so sure of what you’re saying. What if you were wrong?”

Oliver scoffed, folding his arms. “I’m never wrong, and I’m sure of anything I say. So I’m extremely certain
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  • 134: Face-slap

    Mr. James stayed quiet for a while, carefully thinking about the offer Dylan had placed before him.It was tempting.Very tempting.For years, he had carried bitterness and anger toward Mr. Kain, yet he never had the power to do anything about it. He had suffered in silence, forced to watch his life fall apart because of one man.And now, someone was offering him a chance at revenge.Still, he hesitated.Getting involved with Mr. Kain again was dangerous. Even thinking about that man brought back painful memories.Dylan noticed his hesitation and continued trying to convince him. He explained carefully, giving reasons why they should work together and why this might be their only real opportunity.Mr. James listened quietly.At first, he wanted nothing to do with it.But slowly, little by little, Dylan’s words began to make sense.Finally, after a long silence, Mr. James let out a tired sigh.“Okay then…” he said at last. “I’ll help you.”A smile appeared on Dylan’s face.He had succe

  • 133: Deal?

    Mr. James was instantly intrigued by Dylan’s statement.“Huh?” he said, looking confused. “What do you mean by that? Help you with something?”There was clear curiosity in his eyes now.“Tell me what it is,” he added quickly. “If it’s something I can do, then I’ll definitely help.”Dylan smiled faintly and leaned back in his chair.“Don’t worry,” he said calmly. “It’s certainly something you can do. And honestly, I think you’ll be willing to do it.”Mr. James frowned slightly, now even more interested.“Then tell me,” he requested. “What exactly do you need?”Dylan became quiet for a moment before finally speaking.“It’s about Mr. Kain,” he said slowly. “I’m sure you know him… right?”The system had already informed Dylan that Mr. James would know the man, but he still wasn’t sure how deep their connection went.However, the moment the name left Dylan’s mouth, Mr. James’ entire expression changed.The confusion on his face disappeared instantly.What replaced it was bitterness. Anger.

  • 132: Deal

    Dylan and Mr. James sat inside a luxurious restaurant that Dylan had booked for their discussion.The atmosphere was calm and quiet, completely different from the chaos that had happened earlier at the bar. Soft music played in the background while waiters moved around politely, serving customers.Mr. James still looked overwhelmed.Even after everything that had happened, it still felt unreal to him.After several moments of silence, he finally looked at Dylan and asked,“Who are you? And what exactly do you want from me?”Dylan smiled faintly before taking a sip from the drink in his hand.“Who I am doesn’t really matter,” he replied calmly. “What matters is what the two of us can gain from each other. Don’t you think?”Mr. James frowned slightly, confused by the answer.“And what does that mean?” he asked carefully.Dylan leaned back in his seat.“It means I can help you,” he explained. “And in return, I’d appreciate your help with something as well.”Mr. James raised an eyebrow.“

  • 131: Saved

    The manager panicked as he staggered backward, barely keeping his balance.“That’s impossible… that’s not…” he muttered, looking around in confusion. “How did you…?”In a burst of anger, he rushed at Dylan, throwing a punch meant to knock him down.But Dylan moved smoothly.He dodged the attack with ease—and in the same motion, delivered a sharp slap across the manager’s face.The sound echoed through the bar.The manager stumbled backward and crashed to the ground, landing hard. He groaned, then pushed himself up slowly, glaring at Dylan with a mixture of rage and disbelief.Dylan only smiled.“I warned you,” he said calmly. “But you didn’t listen. Now I’d like to see how you keep running this place after everything comes out. You brought this on yourself.”The manager clenched his fists tightly, his breathing uneven.“What do you want…?” he asked through gritted teeth.Dylan’s expression didn’t change.“It’s simple,” he replied. “Give him back his money. Every last bit of it. And ap

  • 130: None

    Dylan stared at them lying on the floor as he slowly walked closer.“Does anyone still want to fight this useless weakling?” he said calmly. “I’m open to it.”His voice wasn’t loud, but it carried across the room.The men on the ground immediately shrank back, dragging themselves away from him. No one dared to step forward again. Even the ones still standing avoided his eyes.The manager struggled to his feet, clearly shaken, yet trying to hold onto what little authority he had left. He wiped his mouth and glared at Dylan.“Who the hell are you?” he demanded. “And what do you want?”Dylan gave a small, almost amused smile.“Simple,” he said. “Pay him back. Every single bit of his money. Add a bonus for everything he went through. And apologize to him—right now.”The words were clear. Direct.As soon as he finished speaking, the manager turned to look at Mr. James—and then burst out laughing.Loud. Mocking. Disrespectful.“So you’re telling me to apologize to him?” he said, pointing ca

  • 129: Who?

    The words left the manager speechless. He couldn’t believe Dylan was actually talking down to him like that.Annoyed, he suddenly threw a hard punch at Dylan’s face. Dylan staggered backward, holding his chin.The manager let out a laugh.“You weak bastard think you can say anything about me and walk away?” he said coldly. “I’m going to make sure you pay for that.”He stepped forward again and landed another punch. Then another. And another.Dylan only staggered backward, taking each hit without saying a word.The manager kept laughing as he attacked.“You’re a lowly bastard! Do you even know who I am?” he shouted. “You’re a nobody before me! I can crush you whenever I want!”He kept punching and pushing Dylan, trying to break him down.But Dylan remained silent.He simply endured it.Until a point.Then, Dylan smiled.As the manager raised his hand again to slap him, Dylan suddenly caught his fist mid-air.The room changed instantly.The manager froze.He stared at Dylan’s face—and f

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