Chapter 232

Out of nowhere, the suited enforcers stepped aside, clearing a path. Eaden walked through, calm as a cucumber, stopping at the private room's entrance. He gave Quim a look that could kill, the dark threat in his eyes unmistakable.

He said in an even tone, "Quim, you think you can just waltz into Drunham City and turn it on its head? Who do you think you are, going after Mr. Cole like that? You want to throw down, you gotta get past me, Eaden, first!" His words were calm. However, they carried a force that swept through the room like a tidal wave.

Eaden's entrance made Quim's face fall.

They sent a clear threat that Quim could not ignore. His eyes blazed with anger and a fierce fire as he snapped, "Mr. Wafer, that punk hurt my daughter and killed some of my men! There's no way I'm letting him off the hook today. I don't care what he means to you. Today, I'm dealing with him! Don't think your presence here changes anything, Mr. Wafer. Even if the king himself showed up, I'd make him pay!"

Quim might rule a slice of Drunham City's underworld, but he is no match for Eaden, one of the big three in Willoughby.

When it came to the underground scene, he was just a notch below Eaden. However, in situations that got down and dirty, particularly when it came to playing hardball, Quim might have just given Eaden a run for his money.

up off the floor. Some pinched themselves, thinking they were dreaming,

venomous words, just chuckled. He turned on his heel, the icy look gone from his face, and walked over to Liam with

speaking and bowed deeply before Liam with a surprising display of humility. He stood there, the picture of reverence as if he would wait indefinitely

popped out of his head, his gaze filled with

to Willoughby. Not only did he reign over the city's shadowy underworld, but he

was, groveling for forgiveness before a

Liam, sensed that he might have seriously underestimated the situation. Had he inadvertently stumbled into a mess he could

gave a nonchalant hum, not rushing Eaden to rise,

up, thumping his chest with assurance. "Mr. Cole, no harm will

expression softening ever so

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