Owen was stunned. He watched in disbelief as a table of diners inished their meals at his restaurant, only for one young man in his twenties to suddenly collapse. The young man fell to the floor, convulsing, frothing at the mouth, and twitching uncontrollably.

Nearby diners were startled, and several tables hurriedly settled their bills and left. Others, terrified, dropped their utensils and jumped up, shouting. “Is there something wrong with your food?”

“Impossible!” Owen vehemently protested.

His restaurant, Maximus, prioritized health and cleanliness, followed closely by the taste of the dishes. The kitchen was fully transparent, and he even had the confidence to allow customers to visit at any time, demonstrating how much he valued the quality of his food..

He had done his best without regrets, yet people constantly stirred up trouble due to other grievances. This convulsing young man on the ground was likely making a scene to tarnish his restaurant’s reputation. However, he could do nothing and had no choice but to accept the situation.

Owen felt utterly helpless and immediately instructed someone to call an ambulance. After the call was made, a sudden silence fell over the surrounding crowd.

Turning back, Owen saw the young man on the ground frothing at the mouth. As he continued to convulse, his eyes rolled back, and then he lay still, no longer moving.

Someone nearby exclaimed, “Is he… dead?” This statement sent shockwaves through the restaurant. Other diners were visibly shaken, with some even rushing to induce vomiting.

Regardless of the outcome, it was clear that Maximus Restaurant’s reputation and business would be severely impacted moving forward. Owen found himself at a loss for words, unable to defend himself.

Just as he was about to crouch down to check the young man’s breathing and pulse, the guy’s companion grabbed his arm and spoke in a low voice, half–threatening, half–warning, “Mr. Hughes, I’ll ask you one last time–are you not considering our generous offer?

“That sum is far greater than the dividends Charlie pays you. It would be a shame to pass up such a significant benefit. I can assure you

that if you agree to sell us ten percent of your shares, we will withdraw immediately. Otherwise, your restaurant may not be able to stay afloat.”

After hearing such threats multiple times in a single day, Owen smiled thinly but didn’t bother checking the man’s vital signs. He stepped back and replied, “Do as you wish.”

they believe I can be easily

interested in selling what he valued; even if someone offered him a mountain of

can’t blame us if things worsen. It is all on you After

place has killed someone! What kind of evil establishment is

Plates and bowls were shattered, shards scattering everywhere. Tables were overturned, and the food was strewn

and the restaurant manager were left stunned by the scene. Meanwhile, Owen stood

Well, if it couldn’t go on, then so be it. Some principles were worth keeping,

to the restaurant manager, saying, “Let the

aback. “Close the

not wanting to say

ringing voice came from the restaurant’s entrance. We’ve done nothing wrong, so how can we just close the

aback and quickly turned around, seeing Tiffany walk in with a cheerful smile. She was dressed casually today in a light–colored jacket paired with jeans, her figure looking–slender and graceful. Her high

Owen looked pleasantly surprised. Tiffany, what brings you here? Don’t you

it was just a young girl, they sneered

and as they continued their rampage, the flying debris even affected several innocent

destruction, creating utter chaos in the restaurant. If

handle the situation when Tiffany snapped her

wore identical black suits, their strong imposing physiques radiating energy. Judging by their demeanor and stature, they were

and

circumstances, the men who had

warn you

Tiffany commanded, “Bind them!”

minutes, Tiffany’s ten subordinates swiftly complied binding the five

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