Chapter 918

Andrew simply stared at him, his expression unchanging. "Is there another fatty around here that I'm missing?"

Elon's face twisted into a vicious grin, his laughter growing louder and more menacing. "You've got some nerve, kid, talking to me like that. Fine, I'll give you one chance. Listen carefully."

He puffed out his chest, clearly enjoying the sound of his own voice. "I am Elon Golding, the eldest son of the Golding family from Blumedale. Remember that."

After his grand speech, Elon paused, looking down at Andrew with disdain, expecting him to be awestruck and drop to his knees in submission.

Instead, Andrew responded with one word, "Idiot."

Kenny exploded in rage. "Elon, do you see now? This little punk won't learn until he's crushed. Just take him out already!"

Elon was seething. He had just announced his prestigious background, and this nobody, Andrew, had the audacity to call him an idiot. It was clear-Andrew was asking for death.

"Kill him!" Elon barked, stepping back into the protective circle of his bodyguards. He crossed his arms, ready to watch the show.

toward Andrew. They were ready to strike. Elon had booked the

second floor of the hotel lobby, two figures watched

stood silently, their

"Do you see now how reckless this kid is? He just called Elon an idiot

face was serious. "Arguing won't help. We need to step in and help this young man. At the very least, he has the courage to stand up to Elon head-

snorted. "Help? How? Those hundred bodyguards

private security force. Even if we could stop them,

forget-Elon brought a halfermet

up, even I won't be able to do

below grab Michael and hoist him

down in a blaze of glory against the Golding family? This is

Michael hostage, his voice

"Go ahead, fatty. Tell

a

anyone

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