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.

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 hugging

deflected the punch and elbowed his chin, lifting the big

watching everything through the cameras, rushed out in

1980 mustang stopped at the entrance. A tall man with gray hair stepped out, smoking a large cigar and blowing out the smoke

greeted him. “What brought you here? If you had called me, I would have come to your place in a

the principal of the school Lisa and Roshan were studying

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

was still covered in wounds, though not as severe as they were

these wounds?” Rodnie humbly asked. “Who

was suffering from a severe headache. “Can

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 table where he and Rebecca first met and shared drinks together. He wasn’t talking even though Rodnie tried to start a conversation. After a long, pointless effort, Rodnie told the manager to take care of Benjamin before going to his private basement, which he used for many purposes but primarily for sports betting. The manager patiently waited at a table not far from Benjamin, ready to answer. One of the maids swanned over and asked him, “Wasn’t Sir Rodnie an underboss in the past?

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