Chapter 950

+25 BONUS

Shawn lay on the ground, his face filled with terror. “That security guy is terrifying! He’s absolutely terrifying!”

“I brought a whole crew, and he took them all down!” His voice trembled as he raised his hand, revealing a knife still embedded in his palm. The sight was downright gruesome.

Quinton’s expression turned dark. “You’re useless. I gave you one simple task, and you screwed it up!”

“Also, why the hell are you coming to me? Go to a hospital, idiot!” He waved Shawn away in disgust, not wanting to ruin his mood any further.

Shawn stole one last lingering glance at Christina before scurrying off to get his wound treated.

Christina, her tone indifferent, said, “Mr. Wright, you shouldn’t associate with garbage like that.”

Quinton raised an eyebrow. “You’re talking about Shawn?”

She nodded. “Yeah. He’s mediocre at best. He’s not worth your time or investment.”

“I never planned on investing in him. He’s just a mutt from Jayrodale, useful

have some guts, though. He

already sour expression darkened further.

used to date Andrew, do you have any idea how we can

admitted, “Sorry, Mr. Wright, but

let out a short ‘oh‘ and shot her a peculiar look. He seemed to have

cheeks burned with embarrassment. She did not need him to spell it out–his

overthink it. Andrew might have some skills, but Christie never

cold. “Is that so? Interesting. I had no

Stevens,” he said, standing up. Let me know if you decide to take my

Quinton turned and

not even with a glance. Nonetheless, that did not stop the mother and son from practically chasing after him, escorting

“Christie, why didn’t you

don’t understand! Quinton is a big deal–way

me, he’s interested in you. Why not go along with it? If you play your cards right, you won’t even have to work. The Stevens family would never

spoke, Leroy’s eyes gleamed, already daydreaming about a life of luxury–private clubs,

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