After exiting the cafe, Robin was about to pick up Leslie. Suddenly, he received a call.
“Robin Bailey, this is Reginald Lucas. Elise is with me in Skyline Hotel, which I’ve reserved. Nobody else is here. I’ll have fun with her.”
An arrogant laugh sounded on the phone. Robin recognized it was Reginald’s voice.
“Reginald Lucas, if you dare to lay a finger on my wife, I’ll eliminate your Lucas family. I mean it.”
A murderous look appeared in Robin’s eyes.
Everyone was a taboo that could hit their raw nerves. Elise was Robin’s. He wouldn’t let go of anyone who dared to harm her and was competent in doing it.
After ending the call, Robin dialed Jeff’s number and asked him to pick up Leslie on his behalf and take her in for that night. He also phoned Leslie’s headteacher to tell Leslie Jeff was his friend.
Soon, he headed for the Skyline Hotel.
On the other side, Reginald felt a chill rising on his spine upon hearing Robin’s threat. He shuddered in fear.
The next second, he shook his head to calm himself down. Looking at Samuel, who was practicing boxing, he asked, “Samuel, that man resigned from the military. Can you win against him?”
Reginald checked Robin and learned he was good at fighting.
Samuel was tall and sturdy. The scar on his face made him look ferocious. With a beast-like smile, he chuckled, “I don’t care who he is. I’ll kill him.”
“You are the best, Boss!”
More than a dozen bruisers with fierce looks were standing behind Samuel. They were his subordinates and all brutal underground boxers.
One of them looked pretty smart. He walked to Reginald, flicked his hand, and said, “Mr. Lucas, please don’t worry. All of us are adept at fighting. Each can win against ten. See that bald guy? He once won 21 matches continuously, 16 opponents out of which spat blood. Three died because of serious injuries.”
“And that one. He’s short. Last time, he fought against more than 20 men and broke the ribs of 15 men. He has won 32 matches continuously so far.”
“Of course, our boss is the most competent. He won 99 matches. No one could break his record so far. No matter who that man is, our boss can teach him a lesson.”
This man was in charge of communication for them.
“That’s good.”
Reginald tore his collar. Somehow, after calling Robin, he became frightened. When his gaze fell on Elise, who had been tied to the couch, lust appeared in his eyes.
“No wonder she’s known as the most beautiful woman in Stillwater. It’ll be no fun to have sex with you now. I’ll wait for Robin Bailey to arrive, capture him, and let him watch me bang you. That’ll be fun.”
Reginald laughed aloud, looking expectant.
He believed Elise deserved such a kind of play.
As the heir of the Lucas family, Reginald couldn’t believe Robin had the guts to compete with Elise, so he would teach Robin a lesson.
Five minutes later, Robin arrived. Seeing Elise lying on the couch, he could tell nothing had happened to her. Breathing out in relief, he gave Reginald a deadly gaze.
He hadn’t been so furious for a long time, and the very last time was when his mother passed away.
Reginald checked his watch, narrowing his gaze.
“It only takes you 12 minutes to arrive after receiving my call. You indeed hurried here. Afraid you’ll be too late for the feast? No worries. I’m waiting for you. I’ll let you watch how I do her. Then you’ll know the consequences of offending me.”
He couldn’t wait to put on the show.
“Samuel, let your men teach him a lesson. Let me see if your competent men can suppress him.”
Although Reginald didn’t sound to trust those boxers, he knew those people were desperadoes who always risked their lives when fighting.
They always fought to kill others.
After all, they were all underground boxers, so they didn’t need to be responsible for killing. Before they went on the ring, they would sign the agreement.
They were much more ruthless than Bob, so Reginald was confident Robin would be eliminated today. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have spent so much on hiring them all.
Lying on the couch, Reginald watched the scene with interest.
Samuel grinned at Robin evilly and smashed his fist on the wall. Blood splashed. Then he glanced at his men and ordered roughly, “Hit him. Don’t kill him yet.”
“Yes, Boss,” others answered.
A bruiser brought his lips to his ears cruelly. “I’m Jack, brat. I’ve won 21 matches continuously. I killed 7. You are lucky to be the 8th person I kill by today. Feel honored?”
He wore push daggers, which flickered under the light.
“Wait, Jack! The 8th person you kill? He’s mine. You cannot steal him from me. Or I’ll kill you,” a shorter man retorted to Jack unhappily.
Then he looked at Robin, his eyes bloodthirsty. “Brat, do you know how much you cost? If I kill you, I’ll get 600 thousand dollars. You’ve never thought you are THAT valuable, have you?”
“By the way, you don’t know me yet, so it’s unfair to you before I kill you. I’m Theo. I once won 32 matches in a row. You’ll become the 33rd one I kill.”
As he spoke, Theo rushed toward Robin.
“Theo, he’s mine. So is 600 thousand.”
Jack and other men followed him. Robin had become the reward in their eyes. As long as they could knock him down, they could get 600 thousand dollars.
Staring daggers at them, Robin snorted, “Think I’m your prey? 600-thousand funeral money, huh?”