Chapter 215

Chapter 0215

+15 BONUS

“Mister Duncan is about to arrive, kid. You’re as good as dead!”

The call ended, and Mister Hill pocketed his phone, looking triumphantly at Alexander lounging on the sofa.” Mister Duncan is

Mister Aarison’s business partner. He’s bringing people over now, and his bodyguards will

beat the crap out of you!

“Scared, huh? Thinking of making a run for it now? Even if you escape to the ends of the earth, as long as you haven't left the

planet, Mister Duncan will hunt you down and kill you!”

Aplayful curve slowly lifted at the corner of Alexander's lips.

The name ‘Duncan’ was common in Walganus Capital, but opening such a large karaoke establishment in the bustling area and

having a partnership with Auste made it easy to deduce the identity of this ‘Mister Duncan’.

One of the top five peak families in the Wyverna, the heir of the Duncan family, the great Fitch Duncan.

“Mister Duncan has quite a reputation.” Alexander sat on the sofa, took a few sips from the beverage on the coffee table in front

of him, and smiled faintly. “Mister Hill, why don’t we make a bet? In no time, you'll regret making that call to Mister Duncan.”

Bet? Regret?

Mister Hill snapped out of his shock and cackled. “You want to bet with me, boy?! Damn it! Let me tell you: When Mister Duncan

arrives, you'll regret your arrogance! Even if you have a big shot backing you, you're as good as dead for messing with our

establishment!”

“Alright. Very well. Let’s wait and see the outcome.” Alexander, with a half-smile, set down his drink, took off

his coat to cover Coral’s delicate figure, and ignored Mister Hill and Trevor. He turned and walked to the

private room window, waiting for Fitch to arrive.

About 15 minutes later, a limited edition Lamborghini, followed by six bulletproof custom-made Mercedes

$600s, came speeding from a distance and quickly stopped at the building’s entrance.

Acasually dressed young man with long hair and more than 20 black-clad bodyguards got out of the Lamborghini and Mercedes,

striding into the main entrance.

The impeccably trained black-clad bodyguards exuded a fierce aura, their waists slightly bulging with concealed firearms. The

young man, however, commanded an even more astonishing presence. He was clearly accustomed to a lofty position, and his

demeanor exuded a pride that set him apart.

“Mister Duncan is here!”

The top floor of the building was already overcrowded with curious onlookers. Someone shouted, “Everyone

move aside. Don't block the way! Mister Duncan is about to come upstairs!”

Rustling sounds echoed through the corridor as a large crowd of customers retreated like a tide, creating a

path over two meters wide.

Even though Mister Duncan had not yet made an appearance, everyone wore expressions of awe.

This was the top floor, exclusively hosting luxurious private rooms. Those who could afford to consume here were undoubtedly

not ordinary people. Some were corporate executives, others were wealthy heirs, and there were even some company bosses.

Even in Walganus Capital, they were considered upper-class individuals who heard of Mister Duncan’s

reputation. He was a true top-tier wealthy young man, possessing an unparalleled influence. With just a word,

he could stir up waves in Walganus Capital.

The rhythmic and uniform footsteps echoed from the top floor elevator, gradually approaching the corridor.

Every customer gathered along the corridor, be it the corporate white-collar workers, the wealthy heirs, or the company bosses.

All stood tense, backs pressed firmly against the wall, not daring to breathe too loudly,

The legendary Mister Duncan was approaching.

As one of the five major families in the Wyverna, Fitch Duncan held an exceptionally high status and an extremely noble identity.

Without exaggeration, even those billionaires with fortunes in the tens of billions, who could become the richest in some third-tier

cities, did not have the qualification to attract Fitch's

attention.

“That troublemaker in the private room is in for a bad time today.”

In the corridor, a wealthy heir glanced at the private room where Alexander was located, expressing pity. “I’ve seen brave men,

but I’ve never seen anyone this reckless. He dared to cause trouble in Mister Duncan’s

karaoke establishment. After tonight, there won’t be such a person in the world.”

Beside the wealthy heir stood a woman in a long dress. Unaware of Mister Duncan’s identity, she asked in a low voice, full of

curiosity, “Is this Mister Duncan you mentioned powerful?”

“It's not about being powerful or not.”

The wealthy heir looked respectful, sincerely admiring. “He’s truly...a rare kind! His background is extremely terrifying, and he’s

very mysterious. I’ve only heard about this legendary wealthy young man from my family elders. I’ve never seen him in person.”

The woman looked shocked, her gaze shifting from the shattered door of the private room to the figure of Alexander standing

next to the window. She could not help but shake her head in disbelief..

This young man who did not know the severity of the situation actually dared to provoke Mister Duncan. He

was surely going to meet his end tonight!

The exceptionally orderly footsteps finally entered the corridor.

Fitch, wearing sunglasses with an expressionless face, led more than 20 black-clad bodyguards slowly down the corridor.

“Mister Duncan!”

Mister Hill, who had been waiting in the corridor, hurriedly bowed. He then pointed to the door of the private room, his eyes full of

malice. “That kid is inside. I just told him you were coming, and he even wanted to bet

213

Fitch fell silent for a moment, then raised his hand and made a gentle gesture.

“Seal the venue!”