Chapter 46 A Newfound Respect
"While quietly drinking his alcohol, he secretly made a phone call urging Boss X to hurry over. Upon receiving the news of their imminent arrival, a victorious expression suddenly appeared on Krister's face.
After Michelle finished singing and came down from the stage, she intimately linked her arm with William's and walked towards the sofa, chatting and laughing.
Krister became even more infuriated upon seeing thiswhen he saw that.
Half an hour later, the door of the luxury private room was suddenly pushed burst open forcefully, and then a familiar and plump middle-aged man walked in. Four strong and young men followed behind him.
Krister saw that Dylan had finally arrived, and he was instantly excited. He put down his cup and went up to greet him.
""Boss X, you finally came."" Krister couldn't help but feel delighted upon seeingwhen he saw Boss X.
""Krister, I didn't expect that after a few months, you would still be playing in the BTY Club’b’s private room Krister. Not just anyone can book this roomThis private room is not something an ordinary person can book,"" Dylan said as he curiously scanned the surroundings.
""How can I compare to you, Boss X?!"" Krister smiled and welcomed Dylan in. Then, he glanced at William, who was chatting with Michelle, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.
‘William, this is what you pushed me toyou forced me to do this,.’ hHe thought to himself.
"Do "you see that young man in plain clothes, Boss X, have you seen that young man in plain clothes? I want you to help me persuade him to leave the beautiful womany by his side,"" Krister said tactfully, but the meaning behind his words was already clear.
Dylan wasn't stupid. He had dealt with jealous scuffles among wealthy second-generation individuals many times before.
""Sure, I'll take care of it."" Dylan shifted his gaze, eventually settling on the young man in plain clothes. However, the personhe was facing away from him, so Dylan couldn't see his face clearly.
However,But Dylan found himself experiencing an eerily familiar feeling just from that back view, Dylan found himself experiencing an eerily familiar feeling.
Dylan then confidently walked over to the man, wearing a challenging sneer on his face.
""Come with us outside for a smoke!""
This was their code, and as Dylan spoke, he took out a cigarette from his pocket, casually placing it in his mouth, exuding an arrogant demeanor.
Upon hearingWhen William heard that familiar voice, William instinctively turned his head, startling Dylan in the process.
""Mr. Brown."" Dylan's face went pale in an instant, the cigarette in his mouth falling to the ground. His legs went weak with fear. Seeing When they saw Mr. Brown, his four cronies behind him also felt an indescribable sense of dread.
Dylan had never expected that Krister, thate idiot, would send him to deal with Mr. Brown. He had just been schooled by William a few days ago, and now here he was willingly stepping into the line of fire. Wasn't this asking for more trouble?
""Mr. Brown,"" Dylan greeted him, trembling.
""Dylan, what are you doing here? Did you just ask me to gocome out for a smoke?"" William turned his head and unexpectedly found Dylan in front of him, which surprised him.
However, William wasn't naive. He instinctively glanced at the smug-looking Krister; it seemed he had called Dylan over to teach him a lesson.
""No, no, we came to the wrong room. We apologize’re sorry for disturbing you, Mr. Brown. We'll leave now."" Dylan didn't dare to stay any longer. If William realized they were here to teach him a lesson, Dylan would probably face another round of merciless punishment.
""Is that so?"" William faintly smiled faintly out ofat the corner of his mouth. Michelle, who was beside him, wore a bewildered expression. She had no idea what was going on.
""We really came to the wrong room, Mr. Brown. We’ are truly really sorry!"" Dylan was about to turn around and leave, but Krister, the spoiled rich kid, failed didn’t understand what was going onto grasp the situation. He boldly walked up and arrogantly berated William.
""You,Hey, you commoner! This is Boss X. Don't blame me for not warning you about this earlier. It's your own fault for not wanting to leave Michelle. Don't expect me to be kind to you.""
""Did you call these Are these five people called here by you?"" William asked, pointing at Dylan and his group.
""Yes, it's meI..."" Before Krister could finish speaking,; Dylan, anxious to stop him, slapped him right across the face.
""Clearly, we came to the wrong room ourselves. Don't make up stories.""
""YDylan, you took my money and you daredstill dare to hit me, Dylan? Are you asking forDo you have a death wishP?"" Krister couldn't believe it. He had paid to hire Boss X for his services, and now he was inexplicably being betrayed and attacked.
""I never took your money. Don't you dare accuse me falselymake false accusations."" Fearing that William would blame them, Dylan covered Krister's mouth tightly after slapping him.
William looked on in amusement.
It was hard not to burst into laughter Seeing as he saw the way these dogs were biting each other, it was hard not to burst into laughter. It seemed that Krister wanted someone to deal with him, so that was why he had no wonder he had warned him self earlier about the consequences of not giving him facerespecting him and accepting the drinkhis punishment.
Unfortunately, he had called Boss X, who William had just been beaten by him a few days ago, causing and Boss X wasto now afraid of fear him.
""Boss X. Since you're here, let's have a drink! Krister is buyingtreating tonight, so feel free to drink up!"" William wasn't one to be messed with either. If Krister had called someone to deal with him, then Williamhe definitely wanted him to pay a price as well.
Of course, Dylan's slap to Krister didn't count at all.
""No, Mr. Brown, we have something to attend to tonight, so we'll take our leave."" Dylan didn't dare to stay another minute longer, afraid that William would come after them for revenge.
""I told you to drink, so drink. Finish all the drinks next to the sofa and then you can leave."" Although William's voice was calm, there was a hint of threat and coldness in his tone.
Dylan instinctively wiped the sweat off from his forehead and nodded in agreement.
""Since it's Krister's treat, we won't hold back.""
As they he spoke, they he beckoned to their four subordinates and started opening the bottles on the shelf. Among them were not only expensive red wines but also rare vintage wines that had been stored for years, with extraordinary value.
The five of them, all adults, were drinking to their heart's content, as if they were drinking money itself."
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