The Greatest Man Alive By Maveric Bowman

Chapter 26 Surrender

“Okay, ten minutes are up!”

Patrick glanced at his watch, stood up, and greeted several security guards at the door to come in.

The security guards walked in with sticks in their hands. They tap that on their palms, making a rhythmic sound

Patrick squinted his eyes, sneered, and said, “Are you going to kneel down and give in yourself, or wait for them to force you?”

“This little sc*mbag is just pretending to be powerful. How can he have the phone number of Mr. Hopp!”

“Mr. Patrick, don’t let go of that b*stard, you must make him pay the price, otherwise any punks will dare to come to make trouble here.”

“Yes, teach him a lesson! No one will dare to come to our bank to make trouble in the future!”

Patrick smiled at Nathan and said, “Have you heard it? Give you three seconds to think about it.”

Nathan didn’t speak, and just stood up.

Patrick’s eyes turned cold, and he shouted at the security guard, “Beat him!”

Several security guards were about to rush up with sticks, but at that critical moment, a loud roar came from outside the door.

“Who dare beat him!”

When the staff heard that, they turned their heads and saw that Matthew was walking from the outside with a sullen face.

“Mr. Kent, you’re here. There’s a troublemaker here, and Mr. Patrick is about to beat him up…”

“Mr. Kent shows up at right time. Mr. Patrick is doing a great job. You have to reward him!”

Patrick waved to the security guards to stop them. Then stood up, bowed to Matthew, and said with a smile, “Mr. Kent!”

Matthew had a sullen face and said, “What’s going on?!”

make trouble here. Now that Mr. Kent

himself in front of Mr. Kent.

“The Johnson Group sent this guy to ask for the loan here and he

calls Mr. Hopp, and

where that poor man came from. He’s so

make that little sh*t get out of here and

he pointed at Nathan who was leaning on the

and saw Nathan, shaking the cigarette in his hand, and

matters. He bought a maid outfit, and insisted that my wife wear that outfit to talk to

of the Bank of Mimar. I can do whatever I want to you. Do you

to talk to me is my right! I

to put up with it even if I

Matthew’s confidant. Patrick spoke recklessly and madly

He dares to

Patrick is Mr. Kent’s confidant, and he has so many big clients. It’s

only I could have the power

smiled and

He was dizzy and fell on the

pass

out.

slap also made

staves were dumbfounded, and they all took big

that crazy? He slapped Mr. Patrick in front of Mr.

at Matthew and said with a sneer, “Mr. Kent, you

and speak to Mr. Kent in

he’s looking for death. Mr. Kent, let someone

is toast! The Johnson

his senses, pointed at Nathan, and shouted, “Little sh*t, you are so

his hand, and

fall on the sofa and unable to get up for

fault. I shouldn’t let such

were throbbing.