Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“You’re the ones who beat up my VIP?” The man in the black short-sleeved shirt raised his head and sized up the group of young people standing at the door. He didn’t show the slightest hint of hesitation even after Joel said his name.
It seemed like he had never heard of Joel.
Marcus stepped out. “I’m Marcus Hyde, Mr. Bieder’s deputy. It was your man who started it by attacking our female companion today. If we’ve offended you in any way, I hope you’ll show me some face.”
Marcus had surveyed the men at the table first, so his attitude was more deferential.
One of them was the owner of this bar—Bobby.
Marcus revealed his identity because he hoped that the other party wouldn’t make things difficult for them on account of The Partners.
Sure enough, the man in the black short-sleeved shirt raised his eyebrows. “You’re Old Henry’s deputy?”
Marcus was relieved.
However, what the man with the flat-top haircut said next made Marcus’ heart sink.
“Even Old Henry has to respectfully come over and offer me a toast when he sees me. Now his deputy actually dares to attack my VIP in my territory?” The man revealed a scornful smile.
His territory?
Marcus and Joel looked at each other.
“You’re Jonathan?”
They spoke in unison.
“I am Jonathan. Old Henry is indeed old. Do his subordinates not have good eyesight? Hmm? They only realized what trouble they got themselves into now.”
Marcus and Joel felt a chill run down their spines.
Meanwhile, Marion’s face was as white as a sheet. His body was so stiff that he couldn’t move.
Jonathan was the real boss behind this bar.
No. Rather, it should be said that he was a true boss in the east.
The Drummonds had his back, and they were a mafia family that was comparable to the Gallianos.
Although The Partners had always claimed that they had the support of the Gallianos, Old Henry actually only knew one core figure in the Galliano family.
However, Jonathan’s gang was the one who had an inseparable, mutually beneficial relationship with the Drummonds.
Almost half of the bars, nightclubs, and other late-night entertainment venues in Boston were part of Jonathan’s business. He had willingly handed over part of his shares to the Drummonds just to win over their influential backing.
It was said that a chief of police in Cambridge once had a conflict with Jonathan. The chief had been taken away by the investigation team the next day.
This was the power of the Drummonds and also Jonathan’s power.
Marcus and Joel were only The Partners’ deputy and sub-chief. Even Old Henry had to be wary of Jonathan. How could they afford to offend such a person?
Marion and the rest naturally knew what the name “Jonathan” represented. He was the big boss that they would often talk about during their small group gatherings!
“Hiram, you’re my honored guest. I promised to give you an explanation. They’ll be yours to deal with today.”
Jonathan turned to a fat middle-aged man. He was the one who had taken liberties with Cathy before being beaten up by Marion.
Hiram suddenly stood up, rushed forward, and kicked Marion.
Marion was instantly kicked to the ground, and his face drained of color.
“Bastard, weren’t you pretty awesome when you were shouting at me? You wanted me to kill you if I could? Haha, alright, I’ll definitely kill you today!” The fat man’s smile was sinister.
Marion retreated in fear. “I’m sorry, I… I drank a little. I was wrong! Please let me go!”
He knew that he had offended someone he absolutely could not afford to offend. Furthermore, the other party had said that he wanted to kill him. He was probably not joking around.
Joel and Marcus both looked down on Marion a little. He had just claimed that he could replace Catherine, but now he was completely scared out of his wits after meeting this terrifying man.
He was simply an arrogant, conceited, stupid, and fat young master.
Unfortunately, they had no choice. They were on the same boat as Marion now.
Cathy’s facial expression had long changed.
Although she did not know who Jonathan was, she could tell from the attitudes of Marcus, Joel, and the boys that he was someone they could not afford to offend.
Now, even though Marion was beaten so badly, he did not dare to retaliate. What would she do if that fatty came looking for her for trouble?
As expected, the fat man’s next words caused Cathy’s heart to sink to the bottom of the valley. “Let you go? Okay, let your little girlfriend accompany me for a night. I’ll forget about this matter today.”
The fat man’s lascivious gaze lingered on Cathy.
Marion replied with a bitter face, “Brother, she’s not my girlfriend. What happened today was a complete misunderstanding! It was really a misunderstanding—”
The fat man kicked Marion’s stomach a few more times before he could finish speaking. There were only Marion’s blood-curdling screams in the room.
Jonathan watched the scene impassively.
This fat man’s name was Hiram, and he was a distant cousin of a core figure of the Drummond family. He had been sent to Cambridge this time to collect the dividends between Jonathan’s business and the Drummonds.