Chapter 47.

How to deal with my boss's enemies.

AUTHOR'S POV.

Theophile picked up a white towel on the table to clean his blood-stained hands as he awaited the arrival of his guards with the intruders.

They soon showed up, and Theophile smirked. "I've been expecting you, what took you so long?"

The three men from Brandon felt their legs wobbling as they took in the situation in the room. They were unable to answer Theophile, too scared to do so. Scared that their answers might cause their heads.

They were unable to look up at him or think of any escape. They were just there.

"Sit them down while...