Chapter 195

"So, you're Hayes?"

Liam settled into the chair, his formidable presence making it hard for Hayes to even breathe.

"Yes, sir, I'm Hayes," he stammered, drenched in sweat and shaking, desperate not to anger the man before him.

Liam's gaze was frosty, his voice calm but loaded with a threat that sent shivers down Hayes's spine.

"Did I just hear that Yafe and Sherah have been messing with my wife?"

Liam tapped the chair's armrest rhythmically, the sound echoing ominously. He was just sitting there, but the fear he inspired was palpable.

Hayes's voice trembled with fear as he spoke, "Yes, yes! They approached me today, handed over a hefty sum of 50,000, and wanted me to conspire with them against Ms. Celena Stone. It just so happened that Ms. Celena Stone walked in on us, and a heated argument broke out. Sherah lost her temper and slapped Ms. Celena Stone, hurling insults at her."

Hayes. Celena was his wife, and that man—was he the so-called deadbeat, the

Liam, labeled a nobody, instilled such

a man feared by many,

more menacing, the air around him turning icy with his fury. Everyone there felt the weight of

as if the very

to Liam, felt the full

sir, forgive my

the kingpin of Drunham City's

he

frosty gaze, his voice cutting through the silence, "You should understand what needs to be

ground repeatedly as he sobbed and pleaded, "I get it, I get it, I'll give back the money right now. I realize it was wrong to side with the Yafes in their dirty work! I'll do everything I can to help Ms. Celena Stone with the order. Please, sir, you're a man of

a slight nod, his expression unreadable. He glanced over at Eaden and said, "I'm leaving

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