Chapter 873
Ambrose was furious, his fists clenched tightly. Despite being on the brink of losing control, he managed to rein in his fury.
Although he might have reacted differently on his own, he had to maintain his composure in front of Jenson and Helen.
His priority was their safety, especially Helen's—whether he would confront the situation or back down depended entirely on her response.
Meanwhile, Helen regarded the group's leader with a steady, impassive look. "So, you're the one who made the deal with him, correct?"
"What's it to you, sweetheart? Haven't you heard of Lucian Darke?" the man shot back, his face twisted with arrogance and contempt.
"It's irrelevant if you know him or not. Just remember my name, Mutt. Anyway, this is none of your business. Now, take your two sugar babies and get out of here!"
"Watch your mouth! Who are you calling sugar baby?" Jenson snapped.
"I'm talking about you! What's the matter? Want to settle this with a fight?" Mutt brandished the club in his han

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