As for why his face was so green, it was naturally because Adriana Hale was drinking here, not for any other reason, but for Mr. X. Ever since the last dance party where she made a bet with Mr. X, Adriana Hale has been obsessed, constantly looking for Mr. X. To everyone’s surprise, Mr. X became more and more formidable.
Eventually, he not only became the leader of the main fighting faction but also revealed his identity – the War God. At this, Adriana Hale was dumbfounded. She had always thought Mr. X was an ordinary man, so she was confident that with her charm, pursuing such a man wouldn’t be difficult. She even thought she could use her family’s power to forcibly take him back if he disagreed. Once the rice was cooked, Mr. X would have no choice.
But then, in just a few days, Mr. X’s status surpassed that of the Hale family. Not to mention his identity as the War God, even the leader of the main fighting faction, an identity that commanded the major fighting families of St. Sunday, was not something their family could compare to. After all, those families were not to be trifled with.
Even so, Adriana Hale wanted to find the War God, the man she admired. But she just couldn’t find him. She couldn’t locate the War God anywhere in St. Sunday. After all, who dared to let her investigate. Even if there were news, no one dared to tell her. The whereabouts of the War God had become a highly classified secret.
She even went to the front lines, but the front lines were under the jurisdiction of Theresa Lindsay. Not to mention the grudges between the two, just the fact that the front lines were so dangerous, could a powerless girl go there? She naturally refused.
So, Adriana Hale spent her days here getting drunk. “Why am I so miserable? I haven’t even fallen in love yet, and I’m heartbroken. Mr. X, will you see me, please, please.” Adriana Hale, clutching her wine bottle, began to cry.
And Tim Chase, on the side, was green with envy. After all, Adriana Hale was his fiancée, always yearning for another man. Who could stand it? If it were before, he would have confronted her already, after all, he was also a rich young master.
But no matter what, Mr. X’s status was beyond their reach. The Chase family and the Hale family combined were no match for Mr. X. So, he gave up. He had no choice but to get drunk here. “Theresa Lindsay, you’re so despicable, don’t think I don’t know, you also like Mr. X, you won’t let me go to the front lines, are you afraid? Afraid that Mr. X will see me and fall in love with me? Ha, I knew you were afraid, afraid of losing the bet from before.”
The drunk Adriana Hale kept blabbering, cursing at Theresa Lindsay for being despicable. In reality, Theresa Lindsay had long since stopped caring about that bet. As for not letting Adriana Hale go to the front lines, she was just afraid that Adriana Hale would get into some accident, after all, the front lines were so dangerous.
“Damn it.” Tim Chase cursed again, then took a big gulp of his drink. He had no other choice. The only consolation was that the War God had no interest in his fiancée.
At this time, a man with a cast on his hand walked in, searching for something inside. Finally, he found Tim Chase and quickly approached him, saying: “Mr. Chase, I finally found you.”
“What happened to you?” Tim Chase looked at the man, asking with a puzzled expression.
The man was none other than Brayden Styles, the same Brayden Styles whose hands had been crushed by Robin. He had just recovered from the hospital and hurriedly rushed out to call Tim Chase. After trying for quite a while without getting through, he finally heard that Tim was at this bar and decided to seek him out here.
“Didn’t I tell you last time that I had my eyes on a girl named Cain Johnson?” Brayden Styles said, seething with anger. “Her figure, it’s just amazing. But while I was pursuing her, someone appeared out of nowhere, stole her away from me, and left me in this state.”
Tim Chase listened and found that his own experience was eerily similar. The woman he loved had been stolen away from him as well. He empathetically slammed his hand on the table, his face turning from green to black with rage.
“How can such people exist? How can they? It’s despicable. How can such people exist in this world? How can they exist?” Tim Chase roared in anger.
Brayden Styles was taken aback. “Um… Mr. Chase… it’s my… woman… who was stolen.” Brayden Styles repeated.
It was my woman. Not your woman. Why was your reaction even bigger than mine, and why are you angrier than I am? What’s the meaning of this?
“It’s okay, your woman is my woman, our feelings are the same.” Tim Chase patted Brayden Styles’ shoulder.
Brayden Styles: “???”
After a moment, Brayden Styles asked, “Mr. Chase, do you also have a relationship with Cain Johnson?”
Your woman is my woman. Our feelings are the same. What’s the meaning of this? ???
“Ah… no, I mean, I’ll definitely help you get revenge for this. Trust me, we’re brothers. I’ll definitely help you.” Tim Chase patted Brayden Styles’ shoulder firmly.
He couldn’t solve his own problem. He was already in extreme pain. He wished he could kill Mr. X right now. But he couldn’t. However, he could handle Brayden Styles’ issue. Their situations were the same, so he would definitely not let his good brother suffer the same pain as he did, having their woman stolen and not being able to do anything about it. Even worse, not daring to take revenge.
At this moment, Tim Chase had drunk too much and couldn’t care about anything else. His misfortune could not happen to his brother.
“Hey, Ted.”
“Hey, Loong.”
…
One after another, Tim Chase made calls. Most of them were to his ragtag group of friends, but a good number of them had quite a bit of influence and were fairly well-connected in this area.
Soon, a motley crew appeared – people with dyed hair, tattoos, knives, and black suits. Over a hundred of them, all looking fierce, gathered at the bar.
They all came over and surrounded Tim Chase, saying: “Mr. Chase, just say the word. Tell us who to take care of. We won’t even blink an eye. If we do blink, we won’t be your good brothers.”
“Good. Today, for the sake of my brother’s stolen love,” Tim Chase declared.
And the next second, he asked Brayden Styles, “Brother, where is that guy? We’ll go to his place right now to settle the score. We’ll make sure he can’t take care of himself, and we’ll definitely satisfy you.”