Johanna smirked at Armand smugly as she chewed her food, but the latter did not say anything to her.
At that instant, Johanna knew that she would be at the receiving end of Armand's murderous glare if
Genevieve did not get to eat at all. Thankfully, the thoughtful Harry volunteered to grill some meat for
her with the excuse that she should not dirty her hands.
Johanna was touched. “Kiddo, you're too kindhearted. I'll remember to give you a good rate when we
sign the contract. An hourly wage of thirty thousand! How about that?”
“Whoa! Thanks, Jojo,” Harry responded obediently.
Genevieve had eaten some when they were sitting in the main hall. Hence, she felt full after munching
another few small pieces of grilled meat in the private room. Moments later, she headed to the
restroom, and Johanna followed her.
With that, three men were left behind in the room, and the atmosphere became so thick that one could
cut it with a knife.
Initially, Jesse wanted to seize the opportunity to puff at a cigarette. Right when he lit one, he caught
Armand staring at him across the table.
The man narrowed his deep-set eyes, and his gaze pierced through Jesse. Though the former
remained calm, Jesse felt as though Armand was tightly clenching his throat, intending to suffocate
him.
Jesse had been around the underworld for a very long time. He had seen it all, and death could not
hold him ransom. However, he was terrified by Armand's penetrating stare. It sent a cold chill down his
spine.
He swiftly removed the cigarette from his mouth and stubbed it out in the ashtray.
Then, Armand stood up and approached Harry, who was about to enjoy a slice of watermelon.
He greeted Armand with a pair of innocent eyes. “Mr. Faulkner—”
Before he could utter another word, Armand clasped his neck and lifted him from his chair.
He dug his fingers deeper into the young man's skin and watched his face turn purple.
The panic-stricken Jesse hurried over and knocked down a chair on his way. Instinctively, he reached
for his front pocket but froze when Armand shot him a fierce look.
He was aware of all the rumors that warned people not to trifle with Armand. However, he had never
had a personal encounter with him.
Their meet-up that day was quite an experience for him. Though they did not exchange a single word,
the two intense stares received from Armand were sufficient to give Jesse the heebie-jeebies. He could
not help but succumb to Armand's domineering aura.
Suffocating, Harry tried to push Armand's hand away. Tears welled up in the corner of his eyes, making
him look downright pitiful.
“I can see through you and your little tricks, Harry. I know the game that you're playing.” Armand
lowered his head and looked at the young man grimly.
He swiftly removed the cigarette from his mouth and stubbed it out in the ashtray.
“I don't know...” Horry used oll his might to string his sentence together. “Whot you're tolking obout...”
Heoring thot, Armond tightened his closp on Horry's neck. “You've ottempted to moke Genevieve see
me with Solly ond tried to sow discord omong us. I con't believe thot o young guy like you is more
wicked thon Jock.”
Subsequently, he pulled Horry closer ond stored ot his foce, which hod turned blue. “You eovesdropped
on our conversotions with Chorice,” he stoted firmly.
Horry tried to gosp for oir ond soid nothing.
“Don't ploy tricks on me ond think you hove the upper hond.” Armond worned coldly, “I don't wont to kill
people. However, if you continue to brew delusionol thoughts obout my wife, I'll let you experience
being kidnopped once more, just like the one you hod when you were o child.”
When he sow Horry shudder with feor, Armond smirked. “I will know whot I wont to know. Remember, I
con moke o deod mon tolk.”
His ouro wos so imposing thot even Jesse felt like he could not quite breothe.
Afterword, Armond flung Horry owoy. Jesse quickly went up ond held the lotter to prevent him from
folling.
Horry wos obducted by Hons Group ond locked inside o metol bucket, which coused him to be
cloustrophobic. From whot Armond soid, there seems to be more to the story...
“I don't know...” Harry used all his might to string his sentence together. “What you're talking about...”
Hearing that, Armand tightened his clasp on Harry's neck. “You've attempted to make Genevieve see
me with Sally and tried to sow discord among us. I can't believe that a young guy like you is more
wicked than Jack.”
Subsequently, he pulled Harry closer and stared at his face, which had turned blue. “You eavesdropped
on our conversations with Charice,” he stated firmly.
Harry tried to gasp for air and said nothing.
“Don't play tricks on me and think you have the upper hand.” Armand warned coldly, “I don't want to kill
people. However, if you continue to brew delusional thoughts about my wife, I'll let you experience
being kidnapped once more, just like the one you had when you were a child.”
When he saw Harry shudder with fear, Armand smirked. “I will know what I want to know. Remember, I
can make a dead man talk.”
His aura was so imposing that even Jesse felt like he could not quite breathe.
Afterward, Armand flung Harry away. Jesse quickly went up and held the latter to prevent him from
falling.
Harry was abducted by Hans Group and locked inside a metal bucket, which caused him to be
claustrophobic. From what Armand said, there seems to be more to the story...
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