Before the man could reach Nash, James stepped in and twisted his arm, causing him to cry out in pain. "Ouch, ouch, ouch!"

James, a trained fighter, was always on high alert. Anyone making a move towards them would not get far. He quickly neutralized the threat, leaving no opportunity for the attacker to act. "You okay, Captain?" James asked.

"I'm fine."

Seeing James in his camouflage uniform and realizing his skill level, the men suddenly became very respectful towards Nash, realizing they had messed with the wrong person.

They quickly came to their senses and apologized. "We're sorry, boss. We were out of line. We shouldn't have said those things!"

"You're right, loving your wife does bring good fortune!"

"Please don't hold it against us. We didn't know who we were dealing with!"

Nash had not said much, but the men were already scared. They feared losing their jobs, which would be far worse than not getting rich.

Nash, now in a better mood, did not bother to make things difficult for them. He simply instructed James to let them go, then continued to buy the donuts.

James released them, and they moved away, massaging their sore arms. They watched as Nash finished buying the snack and rejoined Nina. They also noticed Nina's presence.

away, they muttered among themselves. "Why would someone rich come to

kind of money, we

you have plenty of women to choose from. Why bother

their comments and could not hold back. "That's why you'll never get

left them

from his hand. "What was all that about? It looked like a fight was about to

white."

comments were out of line, so I had to educate them a

"I see."

donut, savoring its sugary glaze and soft, pillowy texture. It was really good. No wonder people queued up for

his arm around

area. The town square was lively, filled with balloons in various shapes and flocks of pigeons

one

eye-catching

sea of flowers, especially

beautifully. Many people were taking

event? There

flowers, Nash asked,

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