Chapter 1180

Fraser trembled with rage. "You—this is outright extortion!" "So what if it is? The prices are right there. If you're broke, don't eat." Saul crossed his arms, looking at Fraser like he had him cornered. "Let me make this clear. If you can't pay up, you're leaving here missing a leg. Or an arm. Your choice." Fraser's face went deathly pale, his whole body shaking. The once-confident, wealthy charmer was now reduced to a sniveling coward. "I-I only have... 50 thousand on me. Maybe... maybe everyone can chip in? You all ate too..." His voice quivered, desperation stripping away any last shred of dignity. But his friends who'd been all smiles and brotherly affection just moments ago now hung their heads in silence. Even if they had the money—which they didn't—no one was foolish enough to bail him out. Fraser had promised this was his treat, and Saul's extortion was obvious. Handing over cash now would be like tossing steak to a pack of dogs—there'd be no getting it back. "No money,