CHAPTER 102

The next morning. In Pure Waters bar. “He’s been drinking since yesterday,” one of the barmaids was talking with other maids. “He has drunk way past the limit. I told him to leave, but he isn’t listening. At this rate, he’ll die.” “Let’s report to the manager, then.”

The maids then went and complained to the owner. He brought a few bodyguards with him and politely talked with Benjamin. But he wasn’t even listening, so the bodyguards lifted him up and brought him out and tossed him out on the streets.

“You kept your bar open for the whole night, even after the allowed time limit,” Benjamin complained, “but you kick me out now?” he sniffled a little. “This is where I first met my wife. I only wanted to spend some time here, so let me in.”

“Don’t make us beat you, mister,” the two tall and huge bodyguards warned Benjamin.

“You picked the words right out of my mouth,” his gaze warned them in return.

drunk, but if you want a fight, we’ll give it to you,” one of the guards went for a slap, but his attack was stopped effortlessly, and then Benjamin slapped him. The next second, the big guy was on the ground. The second guard couldn’t see what just happened. He only blinked once, and then the other guy was

swiftly deflected the punch and elbowed his chin, lifting the big dude

everything through the cameras, rushed out in rage, ready to take out

hair stepped out, smoking a large cigar and blowing out the

rushed out and humbly greeted him. “What brought you here? If you had called me, I

glanced at this gray-haired man. He was the principal of the school Lisa and Roshan were studying

his gaze landed on Benjamin and recognized his face in a few seconds. His expression steadily changed, and he scuttled up to Benjamin, throwing the cigar away and blowing the smoke away from before his mouth by waving his hands. “W-What are you doing out

not as severe as they

are these wounds?” Rodnie humbly asked.

he was suffering from

and leave whenever you want.” “Thanks,” Benjamin entered the bar by stepping over the belly of the guards on the floor. Rodnie and the manager followed him. “Who is he, sir?” the manager asked in a low voice. “Even if I tell you, you wouldn’t know,” replied Rodnie. “But one thing I’ll tell you is to treat him or anyone related to him with utmost respect when they come here to this bar.” “Yes, sir,” he said. Though he was the owner of the bar in the front, the real owner was Rodnie who ran the show from behind the scenes. Be it from selling drugs or hooking up deals between shady parties underground, he dealt with everything. Rodnie wanted to guide Benjamin to the VIP rooms, but Benjamin sat outside at a corner, the same

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