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Andrew set his phone down and glanced at Sean. “Rodney’s on his way. He said he’s coming to tear down your club.
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Sean and Dexter exchanged looks before bursting into laughter.
Dexter clutched his stomach as if he couldn’t breathe. “Andrew, you’re really putting on a show here! If I didn’t already know what a nobody you are, I might’ve actually believed you!”
Rodney was one of Jayrodale’s Four Most Eligible Bachelors and he ranked higher than Dexter. Not only that, but because he trained at Madblade Martial Academy, he was notoriously arrogant. He did not even give guys like Harvey and Michael the time of day, let alone someone like Dexter.
So, the idea that Rodney would rush over because Andrew called? That was laughable. If anything, Dexter figured that if Andrew did run into Rodney, he would probably drop to his knees in terror.
However, Marcus shot Andrew a deep look, knowing that this underground king was done playing. Dream Paradise -and that idiot Sean–were about to suffer.
At first, Marcus had actually hoped to reason with Sean, since they were both from the same family. But now? He realized Sean had completely brought this on himself.
Sean strutted up to Andrew and reached out to slap him. “It’s been minutes, dumbass. Where’s your help? I’m so scared! Hurry up and get your guys to wreck my club! If no one shows up, I swear, I’m breaking you tonight!”
A sharp glint flashed in Andrew’s eyes. Without warning, he grabbed Sean’s hand and squeezed. Then, a sickening crack rang out–Sean’s palm was crushed.
A bloodcurdling scream erupted from the pudgy, rich kid as he collapsed, cradling his ruined hand. His face twisted in agony as he lifted his hand, only to see his mangled fingers hanging limp, completely useless. Dexter, the other rich brats, and even Bryce all froze in horror. A single squeeze was all it took for Andrew to turn Sean’s hand into pulp. They could not help but wonder just how much force he had used.
Sean shrieked at the top of his lungs, “What the hell are you all standing around for? Kill him! My hand!”
Bryce snapped out of it and roared, “Get him! Anyone who dares lay a hand on Mr. Sean deserves death!”
Just then, the club’s glass entrance exploded, shattered by a powerful kick from outside. Dream Paradise’s goons immediately turned toward the entrance, momentarily forgetting Andrew.
Even Dexter and his fellow friends jumped in shock, startled by whoever had just stormed in. Then, they saw him
-Rodney.
He was not alone–he brought at least 40 men, all from Madblade Martial Academy, and they marched in like they owned the place.
“Mr. Lloyd, are you alright?” Rodney’s first words were not for Sean, Dexter, or anyone else. They were for Andrew.
He did not even glance at the others.
Andrew remained seated, his tone calm. “I’m fine. Since you’re here, do what you came to do.”
Rodney’s icy gaze instantly locked onto Dexter. “You. Get over here and kneel. Did you have a hand in disrespecting Mr. Lloyd?”
Rodney did not even ask if Dexter was involved–he outright assumed he was guilty. After all, who cared if they
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were both from Jayrodale’s elite? To Rodney, Dexter was nothing more than a worm.
Dexter, meanwhile, was terrified.
“Y–You know this loser?” He stammered, unable to comprehend what was happening.
Rodney did not bother answering. Instead, he delivered two brutal slaps across Dexter’s face, sending his teeth flying. Blood splattered onto the floor as Dexter staggered backward, barely staying on his feet.
Rodney snarled, “How dare you call Mr. Lloyd a loser? Fine I’ll show you what a real loser looks like.”
With a wicked grin, he grabbed Dexter by the hair, ignoring his screams of pain. Then, without hesitation, he started beating the living hell out of him.
