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News of Raymond hosting the Reckoning Toast at the Jayrodale Grand Hotel spread like wildfire. In no time, the entire city was buzzing with speculation and heated discussions.
Someone commented, “Seriously? Who in their right mind would dare mess with Dream Paradise? You’d have to be either insane or have a death wish.”
“Once a Reckoning Toast is set, you either show up, drink, and apologize, or you wait for Mr. Chapman Senior to go ballistic and take you down. There’s no third option!”
Another said, “Lately, this guy Andrew has been making a bit of a name for himself in Jayrodale. A lowlife nobody from the bottom of the barrel, and now he thinks he can take on Mr. Chapman Senior? This is pure suicide!”
“Well, you can’t say that for sure. Word is, Andrew’s gotten close with the Rhodes family and has ties to that legendary Dr. Aicker. Even Harvey, the head of the Weller family, couldn’t put him down. If he and Raymond really go at it, who knows how it’ll turn out?”
“Yeah, right! ‘Who knows how it’ll turn out?‘ My ass! Raymond’s got the full backing of the Wright family. He could squash that kid a hundred times over. Just wait and see–this cocky little bastard is about to get wiped out!”
Most of the city’s elites–rich families, businessmen, and high society figures–were watching with amusement, waiting for the inevitable fallout. Almost no one believed Andrew had a chance.
Meanwhile, Raymond’s momentum was growing stronger by the day. At the Jayrodale Grand Hotel, he was throwing lavish feasts, hosting 100 tables every night and offering unlimited food and drinks to all his guests.
The whole point was to flaunt his power and dominance. Everyone who showed up treated him with admiration, flattery, and respect.
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The message was clear–if Andrew dared to come, he would have to kneel and toast his apology.
If he did not show up, even better. Once the three–day deadline passed, Raymond would personally step in and erase him for good.
Stephen wasted no time. The moment he heard about the situation, he went straight to Raymond.
“Raymond, as your senior, I have to ask–do you really need to blow this up so much?”
Raymond was just as heavyset as his son, Sean. However, unlike Sean, his size was on a whole other level–his massive gut bulged forward, and his thick, meaty face carried a permanent scowl.
“Hmph! Save your breath. That bastard Andrew trashed Dream Paradise–that’s a direct slap to my face!”
He continued, “A tree needs its bark, and a man needs his dignity. I have a reputation in Jayrodale, and I’m not just some nobody. He wrecked my club, beat up my son, and then didn’t even have the guts to say a word afterward. What does that make me? Some sewer rat he can just step on? There’s no way in hell I’m letting that slide! If I back down now, I might as well call myself his bitch!”
He snorted heavily, his face twisting into a vicious glare.
Stephen frowned. “Raymond, don’t forget–this whole thing started because your useless son went looking for trouble first. If Sean hadn’t gone too far and bullied the guy Mr. Lloyd wouldn’t have trashed your club in the first place!”
Raymond leaned back into his black leather sofa, flanked by bodyguards in dark sunglasses.
Hearing Stephen’s words, he sneered. “Stephen, you used to be someone to reckon with. But now? You’ve gone soft. You’ve lost that fire, that dominance! And let’s say, for argument’s sake, Sean really did mess with Andrew
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first. So what?”
He continued, “I don’t give a damn! In Jayrodale, the Chapman family steps on people–not the other way around! Nobody, and I mean nobody, gets to challenge us and walk away!”
Stephen smirked coldly. “Raymond, there’s a lot you don’t understand.”
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