Chapter 0217

In the corridor outside the private room, the onlookers-rich second generations, group executives, corporate

white-collar workers-stared in shock at the scene unfolding within. They could not believe their eyes.

From the outset, Fitch launched an unexpected, violent assault on Trevor and Mister Hill. Their faces froze as

they felt disoriented.

The esteemed young heir of the Duncan family, the heir to one of the Wyverna’s top five peak families, was

bowing to a young man in the private room, addressing him as ‘Sir Kane’ and even asking for forgiveness?

Just who was this young man?

“Sir Kane,” Fitch apologized with a bow. He straightened up slowly, his face wearing a bitter expression. “If I had known you were coming, I would’ve welcomed you myself! Unfortunately, this misunderstanding occurred. Please don’t scare me; I really don’t know what’s going on here!”

The commotion outside the private room was overwhelming. The rich second-generation folks, executives, and white-collar workers stared in disbelief at Fitch and Alexander, feeling as if their brains were failing to process the situation.

Fitch was frightened by this young man? Judging by his appearance, he clearly held immense respect for him. Still, was there any young person who could command such reverence from Fitch in the entire Wyverna?

Was this young man’s status better than Fitch’s? Just who

tone, not blaming Fitch. He

drugged my relative here. Luckily, I arrived

consequences would’ve been unimaginable. This is your establishment. You know

his gaze piercing as a knife as he glared

Trevor.

Alexander’s relative? This guy had a death

Fitch raised his hand abruptly, his voice carrying an

into action and each grabbed his legs: One of the bodyguards lifted his right leg

blood and flesh blurred

convulsed violently, his body twitching a few times. He could not

on the

two bodyguards continued to execute Fitch’s orders. They dragged Trevor by the ankles, from the top floor along the stairs to the backyard of the establishment, and threw him directly into the garbage

“Mister Duncan! Mister Duncan!”

the private room, the manager, Patrick Hill

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damned.

didn’t know who this young man was. I really didn’t! Because Trevor had a relationship with you, I did it to honor you.

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