Roar of the Supreme Warrior -
Chapter 323
Then, he went to look for his boss.
In a room of an underground gambling den in North Cansington, Dylan bowed and spoke respectfully, "Bryson, this is a great opportunity to make money. I found out that the guy who beat my men up is called James. He's from Cansington and is here to celebrate the birthday of a Hill. The Hills have assets totaling a few billion."
A forty-year-old-looking man sat on the sofa.
His name was Bryson Caiazzo.
He owned a few bars, KTV, and gambling dens. He was also a loan shark.
"Have you looked into the Hills?" Bryson asked disinterestedly.
He had climbed his way up the social ladder by proceeding with the utmost caution. He would not target those he could not. However, he would utterly ruin those he could.
"I have. The patriarch of the family's a retired veteran. There are also a few government officials among the younger generation. But, since they've injured our men, they'll have to pay compensation. So what if they're officials? Will they be more influential than the one backing you?"
"Besides, I heard James' wife is called Thea Callahan. She's an exquisite woman and is considered the most beautiful woman in all of Cansington."
Dylan went on and on.
He had looked into their background.
However, he was currently at North Cansington. All information he received was based on rumors on the street.
He had no inside knowledge whatsoever.
He also had no idea of Thea's status among the aristocratic circles in Cansington. She was a woman no one dared to offend.
Bryson nodded. "True. Even if they're officials, can they be more influential than my boss? I'll tell my boss about this. We can extort at least two billion out of the Hills. I'll give a billion to my boss as respect. I'll also ask him to help us out in the shadows to pressure the Hills."
"How wise!" Dylan immediately began sucking up to him.
Bryson looked at him and said coldly, "Make a commotion. Break the legs of your men and go to the Hills and make a scene tomorrow. You'll be rewarded after this is over."
"Understood. I'll see to it immediately."
Dylan walked away with a delighted smile.
To him, the Hills were doomed.
Back then, a few businessmen worth billions of dollars were bankrupted and thrown into prison after offending Bryson.
At the moment, James was at the hotel.
Thea collapsed onto the bed in an instant.
As she was drunk, she vomited all over the bed sheet.
James cleaned up the mess.
After that, he removed Thea's clothes and carried her to the bathroom to clean her up.
Thea regained her senses as she was soaking in water in the bathtub.
Her entire body was submerged in the water with only her head above.
She looked at James and blushed.
James did not feel awkward at all. He gazed at Thea longingly as if she was a beautiful work of art.
"Honey, b-bring me a towel. I'm done showering. It's too hot in here."
Her reddened face gleamed with sweat. Embarrassed, she murmured in a low voice.
James brought her a towel.
Thea said with a demure look, "Y-You should leave."
"Honey, you're drunk. Let me help you. I'm your husband, after all. I'm not an outsider..."
"A-Alright."
Thea nodded.
She stood up.
As she stood, her curvaceous figure was completely exposed before James.
James could feel blood gushing through his veins. He almost had a nosebleed.
Just as Thea was getting out of the bathtub, she missed her footing and fell.
James reacted quickly and swiftly held on to her. He could feel her fair and smooth skin.
Thea shivered, and her body was stiff. Even though the one embracing her was her husband, she felt uncomfortable and embarrassed.
She tried to calm herself down.
'Thea, this is your husband. It's normal for husband and wife to have skin contact.'
She tried convincing herself.
Only then did she relax her tense body. She looked at James and smirked. She asked seductively, "Honey, do I look yummy?"
Her words were alluring.
James could no longer resist.
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