However, no one could guarantee whether Xavion would be injured in the process of subduing Donald.
“What exactly do you want?”
Eyeing Donald, Yoel continued, “I can give you both money and women, but not Juliette. If you leave the bar now, I'll forget that this incident ever happened.”
Donald broke into a grin. “I'm not strapped for cash, nor am I short of women.”
That was nothing but the veritable truth, but Yoel understood it differently.
He thought that the man was determined to fight with him that day, wanting nothing else save Juliette.
With his patience wearing thin, he ordered one of the bodyguards, Yanis Day, “Have everyone leave right away.”
As soon as the bodyguards around them heard that, they looked at Donald with pity in their eyes.
Yoel's subordinates promptly started clearing out the bar that was lively beyond words a moment ago.
Although those kicked out were inwardly disgruntled, none of them dared to utter a word of protest because of Yoel's background.
When everyone had left, Yoel patted Xavion on the shoulder in reassurance, vowing, “Don't worry. If he dares hurt you, I promise he'll end up ten times worse.”
Deep within, Xavion started griping.
If he were to really stab me to death when he gets emotional, I wouldn't be able to rise from the dead even if he were to end up ten times worse!
For the sake of his life, he earnestly advised Donald, “Kid, there must be someone you care about in this world, right? Do you think you'll be the only one in trouble if you offend Mr. Webber here? It isn't worth dragging your entire family down with you for a woman.”
Hearing that, Donald burst out laughing.
In all the years I've started doing battle, this is the first time someone ever dared to threaten my whole family.
He put away the broken wine glass in his hand.
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