Chapter 408 Fiorello VS Gregory
The Eagle Group president's office was a mess.
Gregory was half-kneeling, blood dripping from his mouth, bruises on his face, looking rough.
Fiorello leaned against the desk, eyes cold and fixed on Gregory. The room felt like it had dropped to freezing.
Gregory coughed, clutching his chest, spitting out blood.
Half an hour ago, Fiorello had stormed in, smashed the cameras, and started the fight.
Gregory had some training but was no match for Fiorello and got beaten quickly.
Holding back his anger, Gregory stood up slowly, looking grim.
He spat out more blood, gave a cold smile, and taunted, "Fiorello, is that all you got?"
Fiorello rolled up his sleeves, lit a cigarette, and raised an eyebrow. "You did all this to get my attention, and now you can't handle a few punches?"
Gregory wiped his mouth and sneered, "You're later than I expected. Not so impressive."
"With your tricks, you think you can return to the Flores family?" Fiorello smirked. "The Flores family has rules. You can't come back. If you don't mess with my family, I can ignore you. But now you're meddling too much. This is a warning. If you try anything again, you'll disappear from Cyberland."
Fiorello crushed the cigarette on the desk.
Gregory's eyes narrowed at the crushed cigarette.
He knew this was Fiorello's warning. If he tried anything again, he'd end up like that cigarette.
After the fight, Gregory realized he knew too little about Fiorello.
He was beaten without a chance to fight back. Fiorello's moves were clean and efficient.
Fiorello didn't even see him as a worthy opponent. This frustrated Gregory the most. All his schemes were nothing to Fiorello. He was just a clown.
Fiorello's phone rang. It was Maggie.
"Hey, honey," Fiorello answered.
"Are you still at the Eagle Group?" Maggie asked. "Your parents came by. When they heard you were there, your dad left in a hurry."
"Got it," Fiorello said. "I'll be back soon."
He hung up, stepping on scattered documents as he walked out.
Gregory realized he hadn't dared to stop Fiorello. He was actually afraid of him.
This realization made Gregory furious, and he punched the desk.
As Fiorello walked out, he ran into Joseph.
Joseph came quickly. Meeting here was as good as a confession.
Feeling guilty, Joseph avoided Fiorello's eyes and didn't speak.
Fiorello smiled coldly, said nothing, and walked past him.
Just as Joseph sighed in relief, Fiorello's cool voice came. "This will come out sooner or later. Find a chance to confess to my mom yourself. I don't want her to hear it from someone else."
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