“F*ck, who drank the liquor that I gave Mr. Chance? Step forward and identify yourself!” Tommy roared as he glared at Benedict and his family.
His ferocious glare scared everyone out of their wits as the blood drained from their faces. Collectively, they looked toward Simon.
“D-Don’t look at me! I didn’t do anything. It’s just everyone’s assumption. The theft has nothing to do with me at all!” Utterly terrified, Simon’s legs nearly gave away.
After all, Tommy was a man with a feared reputation. Provoking him was like poking the bear with a stick.
“So you were the one behind this! Who told you to drink the wine?” In two large steps, Tommy lunged at Simon and grabbed him by the collar. “Spit out the wine you drank right now!”
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