“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

ground gritted his teeth, struggling through

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

“Understood, sir.” Derek nodded.

debts. However, because he had the backing of the Thomas Group, the

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

casino bosses. They could

the gangster’s mouth spattered onto Marcus’ shoes, causing

handkerchief, squatting down

the hotel, they

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