“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 through everyone

ground gritted his teeth, struggling

foot, a sneer curling on his lips. “Inform the casinos, both at home and

“Understood, sir.” Derek nodded.

into the clutches of a gambling addiction, accumulating substantial debts. However,

with his exile, the dynamics had changed. The casino bosses would undoubtedly demand repayment

recklessness of these casino bosses. They could resort to anything to retrieve what

drop of blood from the gangster’s mouth spattered

squatting down

to the hotel, they prepared

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