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There’s witness all around us!

“I got my horizons expanded thanks to Ms. Jenkins,” said George.

“Don’t put this all on me,” said Isabelle.

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All she aimed for was to inject some thrill into his mundane existence, to unveil a world of excitement he’d never known. Yet, fate had its own plans.

Dylan, grasping the bag of cash, hastened his steps, questioning. “What’s the next move with this bundle?” He couldn’t shake off the feeling that the money was searing through his palms, urging him to find a swift

solution.

George’s response came swift and simple, “Consider it an unexpected windfall for you.”

Dylan’s eyes were the size of saucepans. He held the money bag as tightly as he could, and the concern on his face was replaced by a simper. “All hail Mr. George. All hail Ms. Jenkins.”

Look at all this money! I love working for Mr. George!

“Woof!”

Dylan cast an affectionate glance at Jack, finding the canine utterly endearing as they made their way to at nearby restaurant.

Securing a table by the window, George settled everyone in their seats before announcing, “I’ll just pop across the street to grab something. Won’t be long.” With that, he swiftly exited the eatery.

Isabelle couldn’t help but wonder, Why didn’t he just ask Dylan to fetch it over the phone?

On the other side of the street lay a quaint cake shop, where George selected the most lavish and visually appealing cake available.

Emerging from the store with the cake in hand, George was suddenly surrounded by a fleet of luxury cars, their occupants brandishing a dozen ominous gun barrels.

remained poised on the floor, his tongue lolling out as he gazed intelligently at Isabelle, occasionally emitting a playful noise to remind

at the cake shop. Observing George being escorted away, it stood briefly, then nonchalantly resumed its spot on the ground, its focus returning to

urgency in its demeanour, no inclination to alert Isabelle of the unfolding events.

seemed rather indifferent to George’s predicament, even

seated in the car, contentedly tallying his newfound wealth.

found himself the victim of

audacious manner in which it was executed hinted at the

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George away to

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menacing gaze of the gun–wielding captors, George was escorted to the opulent

stood its ostentatious owner, an embodiment of nobility reminiscent

owner was also the real

him was the disgruntled manager ousted from the casino, his fury

a firearm, aiming to maim George in a

Vengeance.

owner intervened, preventing further

daughter, incensed by the news of the casino’s downfall at the hands of the Ardon duo. Determined

eyes on George, the woman stood

in the region, exuded shrewdness and

George’s imposing demeanour and striking presence, he refrained from hasty action, recognising

Ardons, the castle owner harboured

the rule of a formidable half–Ardon Duke for years, their community bore a profound grudge and apprehension towards those of Ardon descent. Though desiring George’s

castle owner inquired, “Did you wreak havoc in my casino? What name do you go

the opportunity to speak, bypassing formal introductions with a direct assertion, “I hail from the

Isabelle’s attempts

room,

present.

Lord, do not be swayed by his words. Ardons are adept deceivers. I advise we get rid of him.”