The Rise of a Master: It Starts With Rejection

Chapter 684

Huxley was standing beside Zechariah after he hung up the call, trembling with fear.

"I'm serious. Clement really does have a friend who knows Mr. Gray," he said nervously, following Felix's instructions word for word.

But Zechariah wasn't having it. To his surprise, Zechariah swung a hard slap across Huxley's face.

"Bullshit! If Clement had a friend like that, would he still be groveling at the bank and begging for a measly loan?"

Kurt was no minor figure. In a city like Gray City, there was probably not more than ten people who could afford to disrespect him. For someone like him, getting a loan approved was child's play.

"I know you're friends with Clement, but if you keep talking nonsense, don't blame me for what happens next!" Zechariah snapped.

At that moment, Felix walked in, his expression calm as ever.

"Huxley was giving you some good advice. However, it doesn't seem like you're accepting it," Felix said casually.

"Huh?" Zechariah glanced at him sideways, sizing him up. "And who the hell are you?"

"I'm the friend Huxley mentioned-Clement's friend," Felix replied.

Zechariah chuckled. "Oh, right, I remember now. You were in the room earlier, weren't you? You're claiming to know Mr. Gray with a face like yours? Careful, or you might end up digging your own grave with all your lies." Felix didn't respond immediately. Instead, he took a step to the side and gestured behind

him.

him

moment, a towering man stepped into the

his face instantly losing

was Kurt's trusted right-hand man. He was someone Zechariah couldn't mistake. The

grabbed Zechariah by the collar, and repeatedly slapped him across

glared down at Zechariah and asked coldly, "Are you blind? How dare

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was actually

anger and alcohol-fueled bravado evaporated in an instant. Zechariah was

road. Don't say I didn't warn you -you only get one

is being merciful. If it weren't for him, you'd be leaving here today with at least two

cold sweat from his forehead.

muttered to himself, still reeling. If he's got a connection to Mr. Gray, the Parson

told Zechariah, didn't he? But no, Zechariah just had

had already informed Melissa that the clinic would

build momentum, and now you're closing for a day? It's no

flight, Felix settled into his first-class seat, half-expecting to bump into Clement, who had also mentioned traveling to Yartford that day. But

attendant assigned to first class. She kept giving him subtle

have indulged in a little flirtation with the attractive stewardess if he were the playboy type.

to pick Felix up at

George asked as he opened the

invited Madeline, and