NovelEnglishChapter 382
Both bodyguards looked at Gabriel, but their gazes were impassive. Gabriel gnashed his teeth and plastered on a
menacing expression as he led his men over.
One of the guards stopped him and asked flatly, “Can | help you?”
Gabriel's expression was dark as he answered, “I'm looking for Ms. Wanda Wainwright.”
The bodyguard rejected him swiftly. “No one’s allowed inside without Mr. Perez’s permission.”
Gabriel was not as scared since he had Kayson’s support, so he said, “I don’t care about Mr. Perez. Mr. Yarde’s
askedto chere for Ms. Wainwright.
“Consider this a warning from me. If anything happens to Ms. Wainwright, Mr. Yarde will never let you off the
hook.”
Both bodyguards smirked disdainfully.
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“Scrar!”
Without a second word, the bodyguard who stopped Gabriel yelled and punched him.
“F*ck! He punched Gabriel! Get him, bros!”
The men Gabriel had brought were all close to him. There was no way they would just sit
around seeing that he was hit.
The bodyguards wore a cold look. “Ignorant idiots. You're seeking your own death!”
They moved fast like lightning as sounds of collision rang incessantly. Gabriel's men were all beaten up in the
blink of an eye.
With the grunts and groans at the door, the door opened to reveal a man in his 30s. He looked surprised when he
saw Gabriel and quickly told the bodyguards servilely, “It's a misunderstanding! This is a misunderstanding!” He
approached Gabriel and asked, “Mr. Bayfield, what are you doing?”
Gabriel wiped the blood at the corner of his mouth and snapped. “Martin, is there a woman named Wanda
Wainwright in there?”
Martin Jorge frowned. “Yes, what's up?”
Gabriel told him in a low tone, “Nothing can happen to her, or both of us are dead.”
Martin widened his eyes and asked, “What nonsense are you talking about? Do you know who Mr. Perez, who's
sitting inside, is? Skyspring’s rich heir! His father has a listed company worth over tens of billions of dollars!”
Gabriel could not help the shudder that ran through him, but he thought that it should not matter inuch with
Kayson around.
Martin was the boss of the bar. He knew that Gabriel had taken over Horacio’s place now, but that did not mean
he was actually scared of him. To be honest, it was not that he looked down on Gabriel, but the latter was like a
pushover when Horawas around. He had no sense of
intimidation.
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Horawas domineering and aggressive, and only a savage like him with influence and ability could run a gang
in a place like Clouspring. As for Gabriel... he was being polite by addressing him as Mr. Bayfield. Martin would
have called him Gabriel directly if he could not be bothered with him.
Gabriel scowled. “Martin, I'm not joking with you.”
Martin was quiet for a bit before he said, “Alright, cwith me.”
Gabriel nodded and bowed slightly. He glanced at the bodyguards who hit him and remembered his face.
There was an arrogant and wild man who seemed to have drunk quite a lot in the room, wrapping his arms
around swomen. There were a few others beside him. Gabriel did not know Wanda, but he recognized who
she was at a glance. The prettiest in the room must be her. He was just about to speak when he was kicked on
his behind and fell to the floor.
Enraged, he turned back to scold, “Martin, you—" Martin kicked his face and snarled, “Martin? F*ck, | was nice,
and you really think you're Sir Horacio? “No one’s bothered with a piece of trash like you when Sir Horawas
around. Do you really think you can replace him now that he’s not around anymore? “It’s Mr. Jorge for you, get it?
Only the late Sir Horacould callby my nin Clouspring! Who the f*ck do you think you are, Gabriel!?”
Gabriel was bleeding everywhere on his head after a good beating. Mr. Perez, who had his arms full with women
drawled, “Alright, stop it! It's too noisy!”
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