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Noticing this, Natashas eyes narrowed in annoyance.
She wanted to punch him but settled for clenching her teeth.
She thought, This idiot! Hes barely spent time with Ernest, and hes already picking up his bad habits. Men are all the same.
But me? I’m not just some random craving I’m the prime of it all! Kingsley chuckled, breaking the moment
Ernest, forget about Natasha.
If you’re feeling that desperate, I’m sure your old friends at West End can set something up
Theres always the late-night crowd on the block below.
Ernests expression darkened
What are you implying? Are you insulting me? Kingsley shook his head with mock seriousness. Not at all
Im just saying, the ladies down there might be more suited to your taste.
200 pounds and only 80 bucks sounds like a perfect match, don’t you think? The sound of Ernest slamming his palm on the table echoed through the room, his cigar snuffed out under his hand.
He growled, his grin turning menacing, Kid, youve been pushing my buttons since the last time we met.
If you’re looking for trouble today, not even Natasha can save you.
A woman standing beside Ernest a bodyguard with a gaudy demeanor let out a cold laugh.
Hey, for someone who looks clean cut, your mouth sure knows how to get you into trouble. Kingsleys eyes glinted with amusement.
And you must be his bodyguard
Tell me, if those 200 pound ladies arent good enough for Ernest how do you qualify? The woman froze for a second, processing his words, before her face twisted in fury.
You little punk! Did you just insult me? Believe me, one word from me, and Ernest will have you bleeding out in no time ! Kingsley could not help but laugh.
Insult you? Come on now, I was being generous by being so courteous.
Honestly, talking to you almost made me gag
Why don’t you step outside and ask anyone if they think you’re a miss or a maam The womans face turned red with anger as she grabbed Ernests arm, shaking it dramatically.
Ernest, are you just going to stand there? Hes bullying me! Youve got to do something about this little punk! She continued, I’m a proper lady pure and respectable ! And now hes calling me used goods ? I can’t take this humiliation! My reputation is ruined! who Even Natasha could not help but roll her eyes at the over the top theatrics.
For someone loved a little drama herself, this womans act was downright embarrassing.
Sweetheart, Ernest said, patting the womans shoulder, don’t cry
As long as you’re with me, no one dares mess with you! He then turned to Kingsley, his eyes cold and sharp.
Let me remind you of something You said last time I’d be a goner in three days.
Well, here I am perfectly fine.
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So, you were just trying to scare me with empty threats, Ernest snarled.
Do you understand how serious the consequences will be ? Before Kingsley could respond, Ernest pointed at Natasha and commanded, My patience with you has worn out.
This kid is your man, and since hes been disrespectful, youll have to pay the price! Ernest, how have we offended you? Natasha asked angrily.
If you don’t want to sell the Aurora Lotus, fine well just forget about it.
Ernest sneered.
You think you can just walk away and make me look like a fool ? I have my pride.
Now, regardless of what you want, youll face the consequences.
Otherwise, I’ll deal with this kid first, then settle scores with West End
Natashas expression changed as she realized Ernest had completely abandoned any pretense of courtesy
Meanwhile, she wondered about Kingsleys prediction that Ernest was supposed to be gravely ill today. Seeing Natashas troubled expression, Ernest thought he had the upper hand.
He smirked, Natasha, following my lead will only benefit you.
Play nice, and perhaps West End will prosper
Now that Atlas is gone, theres still Dylan to deal with.
I could help with that situation too.
Before Natasha could respond, Kingsley suddenly spoke.
Five.
Everyone turned to look at him in confusion.
Five ? Kid, have you lost your mind? Ernest laughed mockingly, thinking he had i… midated Kingsley into nonsense.
Four
Kingsley continued.
Ernest frowned.
What are you babbling about? If you’re scared, run home to mommy.
Im counting down the moments until your demise, Kingsley stated emotionlessly.
Ernest laughed hysterically
At this point, you’re still trying to scare me ? Fine, keep counting.
If nothing happens to me, youll be on your knees begging for mercy! Kingsley ignored him and continued ,Three
Two One ! A moment of silence followed the final number.
Ernest burst into laughter.
What an absolute idiot! Did you think you were some kind of wizard ? His bodyguards joined in the mockery, demanding Kingsley get on his knees.
Natasha began to sweat, wondering what Kingsley was planning and worried about the embarrassing situation
.
Suddenly, Ernest let out a painful cry.
His cigar slipped from his fingers, landing on his lap and burning through the fabric.
What followed was an even more agonizing howl as the burning end made contact with a sensitive area.
The female bodyguard cried out in panic, Mr. Ramsey, whats wrong? Please don’t joke around! She rushed to Ernests side and quickly retrieved the cigar from his lap while he clutched his chest in agony.
My chest hurts so badly, Ernest groaned, his face contorted with pain.
Oh God, my head too -everything hurts! Get me to the hospital, now! Within moments, Ernests pain had spread throughout his entire body.
He collapsed to the ground, convulsing violently with white foam spurting from his mouth.
The two bodyguards frantically carried Ernest out the door and rushed him to the hospital. They knew every second counted
This is incredible, Natasha remarked with amazement.
The moment you finished counting down, that pervert just collapsed! She could not help but feel increasingly awed by Kingsleys abilities.
Kingsley said coldly, He brought this upon himself.
Anyway, theres no rush.
Once he discovers the hospital can’t help him, hell come crawling back to us.
Natasha giggled flirtatiously while gazing at Kingsley with sparkling eyes
So, did you mess with Ernest just to get revenge for me? she asked, touched by the gesture. Kingsley smiled.
Ernest is arrogant and untouchable to most people, but I wont stand for it.
More importantly, he dared to set his sight on someone who belonged to me.
I could easily make him disappear from West End without leaving a trace if I wanted to.
Natasha felt a sense of peace wash over her as she noticed the cold glint in Kingsleys eyes.
She knew she had not misjudged this man.
Meanwhile, Ernest was rushed to Jayrodale General Hospital after leaving West End, and Francesca personally attended to him.
With a grave expression, she explained, I apologize, sir, but we can’t determine the cause of your unusual condition.
Its extremely serious, and if it continties, your life could be in danger.
I recommend you wait here while our deputy chief comes to treat you.
Ernest could barely speak clearly, coughing up blood with every word
Wait? You’re making me wait? Do you know who I am? I’m Ernest Ramsey from the Ramseys of Canraville ! If your deputy chief can save me, get him here now! He doubled over, vomiting an impossible amount of blood.
Francesca frowned, disliking this vulgar old mans attitude.
Nonetheless, she knew saving lives came first, so she immediately called Kingsley.
Kingsley, we have a patient whos vomiting blood uncontrollably and convulsing
, she reported urgently.
Hes critical
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