Chapter 397

The music in the ACE club was blasting at full volume, but the

luxurious private room was so quiet that everyone could hear their

own heartbeat.

Ryan was wearing a black suit and a dark-patterned silk shirt with a wide collar. A silver necklace dipped between his solid chest

muscles. He held a glass of red wine, sipping on it leisurely with his long legs crossed.

A drop of bright red blood oozed from the corner of his lips, which he had wiped away with his thumb. His expression was languid and frivolous, but his charming eyes held a hint of coldness that deterred people from approaching him.”

His gaze was so icy, like a cold abyss.

Ryan’s bodyguards stood in a row in the private room.

Ryan raised his head and drank the red wine in his glass before

snapping his fingers.

Then his bodyguards dispersed. A tied-up man kneeled on the ground

in front of Ryan. His face was bruised and swollen, and his facial

features were distorted.

“Mr. Hoffman… I was wrong… Please have mercy…” Some of the

man’s teeth were broken. He leaked saliva and blood when he spoke.

“Tsk, your blood is flowing to the floor.”

Ryan glanced at him with disgust and raised an eyebrow

nonchalantly. “Do you know how expensive the carpet in my private room is? You won’t be able to afford it even if I sell your organs on

the black market.”

“Mr. Hoffman…”

onto his stomach in front of Ryan, but Ryan raised

and kicked

been

me to do much, only to

whereabouts…”

second uncle and his father’s only younger

brother.

plane accident, leaving Ryan and his sister orphaned and his mother widowed. Fortunately, Ryan’s father had transferred all his shares and

mother and Ryan early on. Thus, their family fortune

at the mercy of others.

Hoffman, Ryan’s grandfather, was in charge of the Hoffman

Logan’s eldest grandson, the position

father fell into the hands of his

second uncle.

intentions. His second

Ryan’s father’s grave, was, in fact, sinister

took care of Ryan’s

plotting and guarding

was something that the weak Mrs.

had no

the backbone of the family, Ryan shouldered

pressure. Even his best friend, Justin,

went

good at pleading for

and save more money for yourself, right? Hah! You ought to know that you might be able to earn more, but you might not have the life to enjoy all that money.” Ryan let go of his hand. The wine glass he was holding shattered. The cold light in

terrifying.

Ryan, so much

rugs made

boss of a big conglomerate to have one or two traitors around

success, isn’t it?”

His broad

the floor.

his long

miserable man in front of him looked so afraid, as if

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