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An elegant yacht sailed along the shores of Manhattan, its thunderous noise almost silencing the voices of those present.

"How do you feel about the injury to your nose? " Francisco passed Samantha a glass of liquor and sat down next to her.

"I feel like shit, it hurts too much, but this is not going to stay like this, I will turn Madison's nose to pieces, so that Maximilian feels the same pain".

Francisco took a large sip of liquor and looked at her contemptuously.

"We're both wounded, we gave my uncle a lot of wings, don't you think it's necessary to kill him now?"

Samantha also drank...