Chapter 147

A sickening thud echoed through the room as the security guard was sent flying.

His once formidable hands were now mangled and bloody. Although the guard was immensely strong, he was no match for Tyger, who had been toughened by over 30 years in the underworld.

George stared in utter disbelief. He knew the capabilities of this security guard, and yet he was defeated so easily.

Wade and the others recoiled in fear. They'd thought Stanva City would be their shield against Frederick and his intimidating bodyguard, Tyger. It seemed they'd been sorely mistaken.

Suddenly, a chilling voice sliced through the tense air. "What's the meaning of this commotion?"

A man strode in, his eyes sharp as a hawk's and his face pinched like a monkey's.

George quickly wheeled over to him as if seeing a savior. "Mr. Clifford! These people have brazenly seized our VIP guests' private room."

The man was Clifford Monroe. He was not just a servant granted the Monroe family name like Earl, but a true mem