Chapter 17


    Adrenaline coursed through Sheldon’s veins as he


    stared after Emmanuel’s retreating figure.


    Removing troublemakers from the project falls under


    my jurisdiction as a legal specialist in Cloud


    Construction. How could I simply stand aside when


    Emmanuel is ready to risk his life to solve the issue?


    Emmanuel’s bravery inspired Sheldon to follow suit.


    Thetter ran after Emmanuel while vowing through


    gritted teeth, “D*mn it! I’m going to give it my all even if


    I lose my life!”


    When Emmanuel turned around and noticed the other


    man’s approach, he could not help but smile.


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    Emmanuel had faced life–and–death situations with


    plenty of peers while serving on the front lines. Since


    his return to Yeringham, Frederick had been the only


    person who willingly fought alongside him. He was


    pleasantly surprised to find another ally in Sheldon.


    He booked a private room to prevent security from


    booting them.


    Now that Sheldon had decided to stay, he decided to


    hire several hostesses for entertainment and asked if


    Emmanuel wanted to join him.


    “Go ahead. I’m heading out for a walk!”


    Emmanuel rarely showed any interest in women and


    left the room. He walked along the corridor in search of


    Elena.


    His efforts paid off. He came across Elena just as she


    finished touching up her makeup. She appeared to be


    meeting Samuel.


    Sheldon had followed Emmanuel out of their private


    room. When he noticed that thetter was trailing


    Elena all the way to Samuel’s room, he quickly pulled


    Emmanuel back in panic.


    He whispered, “Think carefully! This is yourst chance!


    Didn’t you see the crowd inside?”


    Emmanuel appeared unfazed.


    Assuming he was clueless about Samuel’s might,


    Sheldon added, “Mr. Webber is utterly merciless. He has


    several people’s blood on his hands! And he has a


    bunch ofckeys who are crazy–good fighters! Each


    one is fiercer than the next! He’ll definitely kill you if you


    barge in and demand his retreat from the project


    grounds!”


    Sheldon thought his advice would intimidate


    Emmanuel into rethinking his approach.


    To his horror, Emmanuel replied expressionlessly, “The


    project will surely be dyed if we don’t get rid of Mr.


    Webber and his men today! No one can stop me from


    my goal today!”


    What in the world?


    Sheldon waspletely nonplussed.


    This man is only a lowly employee. Did he delude


    himself into thinking he’s Terence Group’s boss or


    something? He’s more passionate about the fate of


    this project than the real boss!


    Just then, the two men suddenly heard a loud crash


    Huh, what happened?


    They pressed their ears to the door.


    The private room fell into deathly silence.


    “Enough with that innocent act! People may treat you


    like a goddess, but you’re just a toy to Mr. Webber!”


    “If you won’t strip down and entertain Mr. Webber, we’ll


    destroy more than just your career!”


    The threats filled Sheldon with fear,


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    s, Emmanuel chose that exact moment to kick open


    the door and barge into the private room.


    His entrance turned heads. Everyone inside Samuel’s


    private room froze, staring at the intruder in shock.


    Sheldon’s eyes bugged out. He struggled to stay


    upright on his shaky legs.


    “Hey, brat. Who the h*ll are you?”


    Over ten buff men in the room got to their feet and


    shot Emmanuel murderous res.


    They looked as though they would attack him at any


    minute.


    These men had served Samuel for many years, and


    this was the first time they encountered someone bold


    enough to barge into their private room. Alone.


    They wondered if he was sick of living.


    Meanwhile, Emmanuel allowed his gaze to travel


    across the room. There were over ten hostesses in the


    room, all scantily d except Elena.


    They had cowered silently in the corner of the room


    during Elena’s conflict with Samuel.


    Bolstered by her reputation in the club, Elena clearly


    refused to strip down and was sshed with red wine


    for her audacity.


    The ruby–red liquid stained her silver–colored miniskirt,


    dripping down her legs.


    Like the others in the room, she immediately turned to


    look at Emmanuel upon his unannounced entrance.


    She realized then that he was the man who had


    imed to be Samuel’s subordinate earlier.


    I guess he doesn’t work for Mr. Webber after all.


    Even as Emmanuel was clearly outnumbered in that


    private room, he looked at Samuel calmly and


    dered, “I’m here to see Mr. Webber. My name is


    Emmanuel Lowe, and I’m Terence Group’s


    representative! I’m here to inform you to pull your men


    out of the project grounds, which you are uwfully


    trespassing!”


    His words struck everyone silent with shock.


    Do workers these days have some sort of death wish?


    How can he be stupid enough to barge into a


    nightclub and confront the head of underground


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    circles to finish a job?


    Everyone, including the hostesses, stared at Emmanuel


    as though he was a fool.


    Sheldon kept his gaze on the ground, fearing the worst.


    Only Elena continued to appraise Emmanuel carefully,


    seeing him in a different light. A man like that can’t be


    some simple character! He has both wits and courage.


    Consider me charmed!


    Samuel simply ordered, “Get rid of him!”


    He wanted to return to his scious entertainment


    and could hardly be bothered to figure out


    Emmanuel’s identity. The sooner his men got rid of his


    unannounced visitor, the better.


    Two of his subordinates swung empty ss bottles at


    Emmanuel’s head while roaring, “Go to h*ll, you fool!”


    Sheldon covered his eyes, too frightened to witness


    Emmanuel’s doom.


    ng!


    The sound of ss breaking echoed through the air.


    But when Sheldon peeped through the gap between


    his fingers, his jaw dropped to the floor in shock, as did


    everyone else in the room.


    Emmanuel had reduced the ss bottles into shards


    with his bare fists and sent his two attackers flying


    across the room.


    Blood trickled down his fists, but his eyes burned with


    fiery determination. There was no hint of fear in him.


    So cool!


    Elena secretly sighed in admiration.


    The others in the room shared her sentiments.


    A secondter, a couple of Samuel’s men grabbed


    some broken wine bottles and stabbed them in


    Emmanuel’s direction.


    “Ah!” The hostesses in the private room nched in


    fear. A chorus of shrieks reverberated through the


    room.


    Once again, Emmanuel nimbly dodged their attacks.


    With a furious roar, he grabbed his two attackers and


    rammed their heads together.


    Crack!


    Blood instantly streamed down the dazed men’s faces.


    The audience grew increasingly bewildered as they


    witnessed Emmanuel’s vicious counterattack.


    They had sorely underestimated him. He was no fool;


    in fact, he was probably the most merciless character


    in the room.


    At the same time, Mackenzie finally dialed Emmanuel’s


    phone from the safety of Yociam Residence.


    She wanted to know what was happening at The


    Paradise.


    s, despite her incessant calls, no one answered the


    phone.


    She muttered to herself, “They can’t have beaten him


    to death, right?”


    Mackenzie set her phone aside, a conflicted expression


    on her face. It was impossible to decipher her feelings.


    Once he’s dead, I regain my freedom! So why am I


    feeling so uneasy over the prospect of his death?


    Suddenly, the doorbell rang.


    Mackenzie jumped, startled by the sudden noise.


    Something akin to relief flitted across her cool


    expression. Is he back?


    She opened the door only to see her grandfather


    standing outside.


    Terence huffed, “Mackenzie! Where’s Emmanuel? How


    could you send him to handle this matter?”


    He had rushed over in a panic, anxious to confirm what


    he had heard over their phone call earlier.


    As the chairman of Terence Group, he had heard his


    fair share of horror stories about Samuel Webber. Even


    the Quillen family dared not confront Samuel directly.


    Mackenzie replied, “He went to The Paradise. He said


    he’ll fix the issue for me.”


    “What?”


    Her exnation infuriated Terence, who demanded,


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    “Send someone to bring him home! He’s your husband,


    for goodness sake! I’ll never forgive you if he ends up


    dead! Don’t forget this. The Quillen family is known for


    its loyalty. Never has a Quillen woman remarried!”


    Mackenzie scrunched her brows slightly as disbelief


    gradually colored her features.


    Terence had always doted on her and never spoke to


    her as harshly as he did that day. Now, he even


    imed he would never forgive her if a man he had


    only met several times died.


    Does he seriously expect me to remain a widow for the


    rest of my life if Emmanuel dies?


    Despite her fury, her grandfather had put down his


    foot, leaving her no choice. She put on a coat and left


    frosty expression into something warmer.


    He had better not die!