NovelEnglish"You, kid! Stand there!" The young ruffian walked toward Sterling.
Sterling stood there and looked at him. "Yes?"
The ruffian suddenly walked up to Sterling and pointed at his pocket. He said, "Did you hide something inside?"
Sterling was already a little annoyed, and now, he had encountered someone looking for trouble. He had to suppress his boiling
anger.
"No."
The ruffian suddenly laughed. "If | said you did, that means you did! Do you know who | am? I'm the younger brother of Fletcher
Davenport from Universal Group, Finnegan Davenport. You'd better remember my name."
Sterling almost laughed out loud with anger after hearing that. "I don't care who you are. | already told you that | didn't take
anything. You have nothing on me."
Finnegan cursed and walked up to Sterling. "Hey, boy! You've never been beaten before, have you? How dare you talk tolike
that?!"
Sterling's body was trembling continuously. He wanted to wipe that disgusting smug look off Finnegan's face with sgood old-
fashioned punching.
On the flip side, Finnegan thought Sterling was afraid when he saw Sterling's trembling body. Hence, he pushed even further by
stepping on Sterling's foot with his shiny leather shoes.
"Don't wet your pants, kid."
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"What the heck do you want?" Sterling asked fiercely through gritted teeth.
Finnegan upped his arrogance and hissed. "It's very simple. You've stolen from me, so you'll either have to pay or get beaten."
"I didn't steal anything. What are you talking about?"
"You didn't steal anything? Stop making excuses, kid. Don't makebeat you up until you cry for your mommy before you admit
it."
Sterling could no longer conceal his boiling anger. He was about to throw a punch, but his rational mind allowed him to restrain
himself.
Then, a gloating smile suddenly appeared on Sterling's face.
Finnegan shuddered.
"Hey, you! Have you gone mad from fear? What's with that disgusting smile?!"
The next second, Finnegan threw a punch at Sterling.
At the stime, a stern voice cfrom outside the door. "Stop it!"
Finnegan looked outside the door and shouted, "Who is that?! How dare you talk to me—"
When he finally saw the owner of the voice clearly, he quickly lowered his head and stammered, "F-Fletcher..."
It turned out to be Fletcher.
Fletcher respectfully parted the curtain at the doorway for the person behind him.
"Mr. Burnham, pleasee in."
At this time, a young man cthrough the door. Judging from the presence he exuded, it was obvious that he was a high-level
cultivator.
Afterward, Fletcher hurriedly stepped forward and gave Finnegan two loud and tight slaps.
Finnegan covered his face as he wailed, "What are you doing, Fletcher?"
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"Thank you, Mr. Wickham," Mr. Burnham said.
"No problem. There's no need to callthat, Senior Puelo."
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inspection.
Sterling was sent to investigate because too many employees had reported that the management here was lax.
Unexpectedly, Finnegan was caught red-handed.
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