Chapter 44 Are You Happier?
Seeing George and the others break in, Sam's face changed slightly. "George, why are you here?"
Although he had returned to the country not long ago, Sam still recognized George, a figure in the underworld.
George didn't even acknowledge Sam.
He walked straight to Ryder and respectfully said, "Mr. Clark, my men have blocked all the hotel entrances and exits. Without orders, no one is allowed to go in or out."
Ryder nodded and said, "Send someone to take my wife to the hospital and take care of her!"
George wouldn't dare to be negligent.
He waved his hand, and two short-haired girls came out from the crowd, taking Sarah from Ryder's arms.
The two carefully supported Sarah and left the private room, followed by a few henchmen escorting her to the hospital.
The atmosphere in the private room at this moment was tense.
Sam's forehead dripped with nervous sweat.
He didn't understand why George, known as Boss Houston, was so respectful towards Ryder.
This confusion made him very uncomfortable. He pointed at Ryder angrily and said, "You worthless fool, what tricks are you playing now? Don't think that bringing George here will scare me! In my eyes, you will always be trash! I will step on you however I please!"
George had quite a reputation in Houston, but the Smith Group's power was not something to be underestimated.
In Sam's opinion, even with George's support, Ryder was just a nobody. Furthermore, he didn't believe that George would tear their family apart over just one Ryder.
"Do as you wish!" Ryder walked toward Sam, taking each step deliberately. His voice fell on Sam's ears, causing him to feel an unexplained panic. Of course, he didn't show it on his face and instead said firmly, "Ryder! Stop right there!"
Ryder turned a blind eye and approached closer, his pupils filled with a chilling intent. Suddenly, Ryder made a move! Seizing the opportunity when Sam wasn't paying attention, he firmly grabbed his outstretched index finger. There was no hesitation. A crisp sound echoed as Sam's right index finger broke!
Sam screamed in pain, clutching his neck. His face contorted, and his eyes turned red. He cursed through gritted teeth, "Ryder! I'm going to kill you today! It hurts..."
Ryder coldly looked down at him and said, "I'm right here!"
Sam was furious, itching to act. He turned his head and shouted at the bodyguards behind him, "What are you all standing there for? Beat that worthless piece of trash! Beat Ryder!"
The bodyguards exchanged glances and hesitated. Although they weren't afraid of Ryder, they feared George and his henchmen. Not to mention, George had a big reputation in Houston and naturally carried some pressure. Moreover, they were greatly outnumbered. It was obvious that they weren't a match in a fight. Charging forward would be suicide!
Seeing the hesitation among the bodyguards, Sam quickly turned to George and said, "George, let me be clear. You have nothing to do with what happens tonight. As long as you don't intervene, no matter what benefits Ryder offers you, I can give you more. You should weigh the importance. I hope you understand!"
George remained silent.
Sam's heart rejoiced, thinking that George had tacitly agreed. He shouted at the bodyguards, "Did you see that? Even George won't lay a hand! What are you all waiting for?"
With these words, the bodyguards no longer hesitated. Rolling up their sleeves, they were about to charge forward and deal with Ryder. However, before they could act, George’s henchmen swarmed forward, shouting and leading the charge!
Most of these bodyguards were hired through employment agencies, mainly for show and intimidation purposes. They didn't have much experience in actual fights.
On the other hand, George's henchmen were different. They had entered the social scene at a young age and led lives where they tasted blood every day. Fighting was as common for them as drinking water. Furthermore, the bodyguards were unarmed, while George's henchmen either wielded batons or small wooden sticks.
Both sides began to clash. In no time, the bodyguards were overwhelmed.
"Down on the ground!"
"A complete defeat! A mess!"
Sam half knelt on the ground, his eyes filled with horror as he watched the scene unfold.
After a moment of shock, he finally regained his senses.
He couldn't believe it and questioned George, "Why are you helping him? Don't you... don't you know who you're going against?"
George casually answered, picking his ear with his little finger, "I don't know who I'm going against, but I do know that someone is opposing Mr. Clark, so I'm going to bite them! It's that simple!"
Sam's gaze froze, and his mouth twitched twice with anger.
The meaning behind George's words was too obvious. He considered himself a dog by Ryder's side!
Of course, he didn't know that if Ryder's true identity was revealed, the entire Houston, even the whole Texas, would line up for miles to become Ryder's dog!
"It's impossible... This can't be possible..."
Sam shook his head murmuring. He stared at Ryder and threatened, "Ryder! No matter what means you've used, I advise you not to get too carried away! If you have the ability, kill me! As long as you can't kill me, I will definitely retaliate against you like a madman! Not only you, but anyone associated with you won't escape!"
Ryder squinted slightly. "I would love to hear how you plan to retaliate."
A hint of satisfaction appeared on Sam's face. "How could someone like you know about the strength of my family? Once my father finds out about this, he will mobilize all our resources to crush you relentlessly! Do you want to know what cooperative resources our family has?"
"Let me tell you! The largest construction company in Houston, Maple Real Estate, the biggest steel trading company, the Good Group, and even the Houston Bank have extensive business dealings with us! These giants are not to be trifled with, not even by you, including George! By offending me, you're challenging the Smith family, which is like challenging Maple Real Estate and these giants! Are you scared now?"
Ryder had a look of "enlightenment" and pretended to be shocked as he nodded, "Is that so?"
Sam thought he had actually frightened Ryder. Enduring the pain in his fingers, he stood up, sneering with his nose up, "Ryder! I can give you a chance to redeem yourself. Send Sarah back now, and let me have some fun in front of you! As long as I'm entertained, I can spare your life!"
Ryder's gaze hardened. Suddenly, he kicked Sam right in the legs.
Sam's legs collapsed, and he fell to the ground in pain, his face turning red.
Ryder grabbed a bottle of alcohol and poured it over Sam's head, teasingly saying, "Mr. Smith! I think you'll have more fun this way! Don't you agree?"
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