“You might get too scared if I tell you my identity.”
“I‘m the live–in son–in–law of one of the Jean family – one of Country H‘s top ten families.”
“Are you scared yet?”
“How does it feel being slapped in the face by a live – in son–in–law?”
“As the man in charge of Flutwell Hotel and the casino as the leader of the Bharata Gang…”
“You won‘t admit to your loss, yet you resort to framing and threatening your customers.”
“What? You‘re mad after taking a few slaps to the face?”
Harvey‘s calm words were enough to shock Aaron.
“A live–in son–in–law?”
“A live–in son–in–law dares to go against me?”
“You bastard! Do you know who I am?!”
“I‘m a goddamn Kshatriya!”
“Frankie is my cousin!”
“I have diplomatic immunity!”
“Amere live–in son–in–law has no right to go against me!”
“You‘ve hit me twice already!”
“Do you understand the consequences of your actions?”.
Aaron‘s gaze was filled with rage after he had figured out Harvey‘s identity.
He made a gesture, and a huge group of bodyguards surrounded Harvey completely, ready to kill him once and for all.
Slap!
Harvey slapped Aaron in the face again.
“Go on. Tell me what the consequences are.”
Aaron‘s body trembled as he stumbled back. He was filled
with disbelief as he looked at Harvey.
The entire crowd was startled.
Everyone desperately wanted to get out of the place as soon as possible.
The first slap could be considered reckless…
The second could be considered arrogance…
But the third one was just challenging Aaron.
Aaron had revealed every single one of his backers!
Everyone now understood that Harvey, who had been acting all high and mighty, was just a live–in son-in–law.
What right did a live–in son–in–law have to challenge a Kshatriya from India?
Was this some sort of sick joke?
Aaron gritted his teeth while covering his face.
“You bastard! You hit me again?!”
“What? Is that not enough for you?”
Harvey remained calm.
“Would you like another one?”
“You‘re dead, you bastard!”
Aaron covered his cheeks and exclaimed coldly, “You‘ll wish you‘re dead when I‘m done with you!”
Furious , he furiously took off the safety of his revolver and aimed it right at Harvey.
Harvey chuckled.
“You think you‘re better than me just because you have a gun?”
“You sure you have the right to say I‘d wish I was dead?”
“What did you fucking say to me?”
Aaron was boiling with anger.
‘What is going on here?‘
‘A damn live–in son–in–law came messing with my business…!
‘And he questioned my capability, of all things?!‘
How am I supposed to stay in Flutwell if word about this spreads?!‘
‘How am I supposed to maintain my pride as a Kshatriya?!
‘If I don‘t do something now, nobody will remember me as one of the leaders of the Gang of Six!‘
The dealer and the customers were all shivering in fear when they saw Aaron‘s infuriated expression.
They wanted to get out so badly; they didn‘t want to get dragged into this mess.
Unfortunately, the bodyguards had already blocked every single exit.
These people could only hide in corners, trembling uncontrollably while relentlessly cursing Harvey for being so insane.