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Several Northern District enforcers stepped forward, clasping their hands respectfully.
Mr. Giordano, Mr. Moore has admitted his mistake.
Perhaps you could show him some leniency? Thats right, Mr. Giordano.
Its clear he acted out of foolishness.
Now that hes willing to redeem himself, we think he deserves a chance to prove his loyalty.
Sir, youve always been wise and pragmatic
Its not worth holding onto rage over someone who doesnt deserve your energy.
Consider this as throwing out a worthless piece of trash- its just not worth your time.
Atlas took a deep breath, their words clearly working on him.
As much as he despised Finley at that moment, he could not deny that he still needed the mans contributions
Hence, even though the thought of sparing Finley made his blood boil, Atlas chose to endure it. Dylan and Natasha exchanged concerned glances, both growing uneasy.
They could not believe it.
Was Atlas actually letting this slide ? A man as proud and ruthless as him, tolerating such humiliation? What worried them even more was the risk of Atlas and Finley reconciling.
If they patched things up, their plan to drive a wedge between them would fail completely.
Finley smirked, sensing the shift in the room.
Mr. Giordano, I was wrong in this matter, he admitted, though his tone carried a hint of smugness. But Dylan and Natasha arent innocent either.
They orchestrated everything from the shadows.
He sneered as he continued, It all started when that woman invited me and… uh, her, to a party in West End
Thats how the trouble began, Natasha let out a sharp laugh, her voice dripping with sarcasm
Oh, so let me get this straight -you slept with Atlas woman, and somehow I’m to blame? She folded her arms, her eyes narrowing dangerously.
Whats next, Finley? Are you going to claim I control your… impulses too? If thats the case, should I grab a pair of scissors and take care of your problem right now? Her words were as sharp as blades, leaving Finleys face with a twisted look of anger and frustration.
Dylan and Kingsley could not help but chuckle, thoroughly amused by her brutal jab.
Atlas roared, his voice cutting through the room like thunder.
Enough! This matter ends here
From now on, if anyone dares mention this again, I’ll cut out their tongue and tear their mouth apart! Kingsley remained calm, tilting his head slightly.
Mr. Giordano, thats quite the declaration.
But don’t you think its a bit … excessive ? After all, people have a right to speak.
Atlass eyes turned icy.
Kingsley, let me give you some advice.
Stop testing my patience, or youll regret it.
Finley quickly jumped in, a sly grin on his face.
Kingsley, Mr. Giordano and I are friends again.
Whatever you’re scheming to drive us apart forget it.
Its not going to work Several Northern District enforcers glared at Kingsley, their voices brimming with hostility
Kid, you’re asking for trouble.
This is Northern District business.
Stay out of it.
You can run your mouth, but if we rip it off, thats on us.
Kingsley shrugged, unfazed.
You’re right I can’t take on the entire Northern District by myself.
But theres something I think Mr. Giordano should know
If he doesnt, it would be an insult to him.
Atlas frowned, clearly intrigued
What did you want to say? Finley immediately sensed danger and tried to stop him.
Mr. Giordano, don’t listen to him.
Hes just trying to stir up trouble lets leave now.
Atlas raised a hand, silencing Finley with a cold glare.
No.
I want to see what trick this kid thinks he can pull .
Having already swallowed the humiliation of the scandal, Atlas felt untouchable now there- was nothing left to fear.
Kingsley chuckled and said, Mr. Giordano, you truly exude an air of authority.
Your composure and dominance are impressive. Atlas scowled impatiently.
Cut the flattery, kid.
If youve got something to say, just say it.
He continued, I know well that Natasha and Dylan practically follow your lead now.
When it comes to scheming, you’re the real mastermind here, Kingsley quickly waved his hands and replied, Oh, you’re thinking too highly of me
He lowered his voice and added, I just wanted to let you know, Mr. Giordano, that back in the lounge at West End Manor, I noticed something interesting in Mr. Moore and Ms. Fullers glasses.
He smirked slyly .
Its a rare substance called can’tharides.
Rumor has it, once a man and woman ingest it, the only way to work it out is through an intense … physical session to get rid of its effect- Atlas could not take it anymore and shut Kingsley off.
Enough! Shut your damn mouth! don’t say another word! The fury and humiliation he had barely suppressed flared again, this time boiling over
He glared at Finley, his gaze sharp as a dagger.
Atlas growled, seething.
You fucking bastard, tell me the truth did you really do it? Seriously? Drugging people? How low can you go, Finley? Are you even human? Finley stammered, his face pale.
M Mr. Giordano, I swear I wasnt thinking clearly.
It was at moment of weakness it wont happen again ! Atlas immediately slapped Finley, leaving no room for mercy.
Atlas roared, Next time? You think therell be a next time? Youve tarnished my reputation- everything Ive worked for ! You’re a fucking disgrace, you worthless piece of shit! The enraged Northern District crime lord unleashed a torrent of insults, spewing every curse he could think of.
The fury in his voice sent a chill through his men, who looked on in shock.
One of them pleaded, Mr. Giordano, please! You don’t have to resort to violence! Sir, think carefully! If you keep this up, youll sever ties with Mr. Moore completely! However, Atlas was too consumed by rage to listen
His strength was undeniable, and his sudden outburst caught everyone off guard even Kingsley had not expected it.
Finley could not react in time.
The slap landed squarely on his face, leaving his cheek swollen and red.
As he clutched his cheek in disbelief, he shouted, How dare you hit me, me, Atlas ! Finleys eyes burned with rage as his expression twisted into something venomous. He snarled, Do boss of the Northern District.
you even know who I am ?! I don’t care if you’re the My granduncle is the leader of the Hidden Dragons ! The Northern District crew felt their hearts sink, and panic spread among them as the weight of Finleys words hit them
Their minds raced, and they thought Atlas had gone too far and should not have lost control like this. To them, it was clear that Kingsley was provoking Atlas, hoping he would make a mistake. Meanwhile, Atlas ignored Finleys threats.
His voice turned ice cold as he declared, From now on, you and I are no longer friends. Were done.
If you want to run crying to the Hidden Dragons, go ahead.
Ive got nothing to hide.
Without sparing Finley another glance, Atlas turned on his heel and marched away with his men
1 Finley took a couple of steps after him and yelled, Atlas, without me, your Northern District is doomed
!
Atlas mocking laughter echoed from a distance.
Before you came to Jayrodale, Northern District was already a dominant force.
With or without you, it makes no difference
Also, Finley -Ive been putting up with your nonsense for way too long! Get lost, you pathetic son of a bitch! he added with a sneer.
Left standing alorie, Finley burned with murderous rage.
Atlas had slapped him, severed their partnership, and humiliated him publicly.
If that was the case, Finley decided there was no point feeling guilty anymore.
Atlas, the so-called crime lord of the Northern District, was nothing more than a shortsighted fool.
He thought someone as petty as Atlas never deserved his full support anyway, especially since everything was happening because of a woman.
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