Chapter 12: My Fabulous Girl Boss By Evergreen Chapter 11

Chapter 11

When Kayson returned to the mansion, Beatrice cooked him some noodles. She had been

comforting him along the way and had shown no sign of blaming him. Kayson could not help

thinking that she was really a sweet and gentle woman. Sadie was fine, so she returned to the

mansion around 10:00 p.m. She was naturally scowling at Kayson, and the repulsion for him in her

gaze grew stronger. She chatted with her best friend after she lay in bed. When Wanda learned

about what her best friend went through today, she was angry on behalf of her and thought that

she ought to teach Kayson a lesson to vent the anger for Sadie. Sadie was indifferent to it now and

did not agree. She did not even have the interest to teach Kayson a lesson now. A man like this was

not worth wasting her time on! The chauffeur took Kayson to the company the following day since

Sadie would be leaving a little later. Kayson was walking in when a man in glasses approached him.

“Kid, Sir Horacio asks for you. Come with me.” The bespectacled man squinted with a rather fierce

gaze. “Sir Horacio? The one those who ambushed Sadie mentioned yesterday?’ Kayson smiled

nonchalantly. “Lead the way.” The bespectacled man was Sir Horacio's godson, Gabriel Bayfield. He

took Kayson to his car and went straight to Horacio. “Who's Sir Horacio?” asked Kayson. Gabriel

looked surprised. “You don’t know who Sir Horacio is, yet you dare poke your nose into his

business? It's no wonder you'd seek your own death!” Kayson asked indifferently, “He's impressive?”

"Of course!” Gabriel smirked. “My godfather, Horacio Palfrey, is the top in Clouspring’s mafia world!

Anyone with power and authority would have to greet him by “Sir Horacio!" “Wilson Gillete asked

him to kill Ms. Wolfenden?” Kayson asked again. “Why are you still so stupid when you already

know everything?” Gabriel chuckled. Kayson smiled without saying anything. A while later, Gabriel

took him to a suite. When they entered, Kayson saw a plump middle-aged man around 40 years old

with numerous rings on his fingers sitting on the center couch. He was the so-called Sir Horacio,

Horacio Palfrey. The four thugs who had ambushed Sadie yesterday stood behind him. These four

people were Horacio's right-hand men and were true thugs. People called them The Quad Falcons—

the moniker of the one who was the leader of the group was Falcon himself. Horacio narrowed his

eyes with a sharp gaze. “Falcon, this is the one who foiled my plan?” Falcon still felt his back

throbbing as he answered in a deep tone, “Sir Horacio, that's him! He's skilled!” Horacio scoffed.

“Skilled? So? Nothing beats weapons! All we have are ways to take him down!” Horacio then told

Kayson directly, “Are you getting on your knees to beg for mercy, or are you fighting to the end?”

Kayson smiled. “Me? I'm not choosing. You, though, what's your choice?” Horacio harrumphed and

sneered. “It looks like you're determined to die. Let me send you on your way then!” Falcon and his

men’s hands went to their back with that. The sight prompted Kayson to swing his hand up and flip

the heavy stone table toward The Quad Falcons. The four men did not expect Kayson to be so

savage that he would flip the table with his bare hands! The heavy table knocked them to the floor

and caused them to cough blood under its weight. Horacio was stunned. He pulled out his phone to

ask for backup with a shocked expression, but Kayson chortled and kicked him, sending him flying

through the air. This Sir Horacio, who everyone found intimidating, was slammed against the wall.

Kayson looked at the pale man calmly and asked, “Will you take revenge on me?” “Of course not..."

Horacio answered shakily with the corners of his lips quivering. “You're lying.” Kayson shook his

head and delivered another kick, flipping the heavy table up again and causing it to land on

Horacio. “Don't kill me...” The fearful plea rang before a crisp crack sounded from Horacio's body.

The famous Sir Horacio died just like this. Before his death, his expression was a mix of regret and

resentment. Kayson picked up a shard of glass from the floor and flicked it lightly while The Quad

Falcons watched him in terror. “Have mercy—" The four men’s voices stopped abruptly. “Mercy my

*ss. You guys are to be blamed for running away and making me the scapegoat!” Kayson

complained in a mutter and turned back to look at Horacio’s godson, Gabriel, who had driven him

here and was currently frightened, paralyzed on the floor. Upon seeing that Kayson was looking at

him, Gabriel was terrified and stammered, “H-Have mercy!” Kayson approached and kicked him, not

exactly hard, but it scared Gabriel into soiling himself. Kayson was rendered speechless. He was so

cowardly, yet he was in the gang? He had been under the impression Gabriel was some intimidating

person since he looked so lofty and composed in the car earlier! “You did this. It has nothing to do

with me, got it?” Kayson pointed at Horacio and The Quad Falcons, who were dead. Gabriel paused.

He would not kill him!? Gabriel shuddered before quickly replying, “I killed Sir Horacio and his men

to take his place! You haven't come tonight! We don't know each other outside of this door!”