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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.

out as he gazed intelligently at Isabelle,

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

no urgency in its demeanour, no inclination to

indifferent to George’s predicament, even displaying a hint of

car, contentedly tallying his newfound wealth.

of it all, George found himself the victim of

which it was executed hinted

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long, the vehicle whisked George away to an opulent private

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gun–wielding captors, George was escorted to the opulent castle,

stood its ostentatious owner, an embodiment of nobility reminiscent of a medieval lord.

was also the real owner of the

manager ousted from the casino,

the manager seized a firearm, aiming to maim George

Vengeance.

the castle’s owner intervened, preventing further escalation with

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

George, the woman stood

figure in

refrained from hasty action, recognising

the castle owner harboured

a profound grudge and apprehension towards those of Ardon descent. Though desiring George’s demise, they

wreak havoc in my

speak, bypassing formal introductions with a direct assertion, “I hail from the Duke’s estate.

phone buzzed twice, signalling Isabelle’s attempts to

room, prompting a

present.

interjected, cautioning, “My Lord, do not be swayed by his words. Ardons are adept

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