Chapter 1110

Tyreek's tone turned icy as he stated, "I am wealthy. My riches are beyond your imagination. If I beat you up, I have plenty of money to compensate for it. But if you beat my men, do you have the money to compensate them?" Matthew shook his head and firmly stated, "I don't have the funds to cover this." Tyreek sneered in response. "This is a society driven by wealth. Yet, you dare to attack without the financial means to take care of the consequences? Are you out of your mind?" Matthew responded with a cold tone, "Maybe I am." Without warning, he grabbed the jagged end of the broken chair leg and charged towards the nearest security guard. Crack! The chair leg broke apart, sending the guard crashing to the ground. Matthew crouched down, grasped the wooden coffee table, and slammed it onto the head of another security guard. The table exploded into pieces with a loud crack. The guard crumpled to the floor. The other security guards were terrified and began to back away when the