“Urgh…” The gangster groaned in agony.

Millie stood there, stunned, as she observed Marcus’ transformation into an utterly ruthless man.

Having discarded his coat, Marcus now sported a blue shirt with rolled-up sleeves, showcasing his powerful arms.

“Argh!” the gangster bellowed.

Marcus pressed his foot against the man’s head, maintaining the pressure for a few seconds.

A chill ran down Millie’s spine. The way Marcus treated the gangster made it seem as if he saw him not as a person, but as a ferocious beast—something unsettling.

aggressive demeanor sent shivers

the ground gritted his teeth, struggling

sneer curling on his lips. “Inform the casinos, both at home and abroad, that Brock is now exiled overseas. It’s time

“Understood, sir.” Derek nodded.

a gambling addiction, accumulating substantial debts. However, because

The casino bosses would

casino bosses. They

gangster’s mouth spattered onto Marcus’ shoes, causing him to frown in

a silk handkerchief, squatting down to wipe the stain

return to the hotel, they prepared

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