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Then, unexpectedly, he smirked, a cold and confident expression that quickly shifted to a frown. “Firstly, as I earlier said, welcome back, Uncle,” Joshua began, his voice steady but carrying an edge of defiance. “And secondly, I know you saw me grow as a child, but I want to put it to you that I am not a boy. I am a man now, the legitimate CEO of the Hensaw Group of Companies. And lastly, about my marriage and my beloved wife…” Joshua trailed off, his voice softening slightly as he turned and walked toward me.

Josh smiles mischievously and says, "I wanted to try your comfy chair for a change. No more 'sir,' huh? I noticed how you were addressing me as 'sir' in Ms. Rodriguez's office. It's sweet that you're showing me respect because of her." "Well, it's just a habit," I reply casually. "So, where are we with our previous discussion? And can I have my chair back?" Josh leans back in my chair, his playful grin still intact. "So, you want your chair back, huh? Alright, I'll give up the seat."

He commanded the Road Ragers in Scottsdale, a crew known for their brutality. Orlando, another man with green eyes but shockingly blue hair, exuded a quiet confidence. A retired businessman turned ruthless leader of the Sunrise crew in Prescott, he had carved his niche in this world not long ago, but his reputation was growing fast. Then there was my chair—the one that sat empty to my right—a void that screamed of chaos. Reaper's chair.

says a man with good muscular muscles "Thank you very much Mr. Ruffert please put that inside my house", and joshua quickly looked at the parked helicopter When a pilot noticed him, the pilot immediately smiled at Joshua "Hello young master joshua , I'm Richard a pilot of this helicopter ". Joshua was very impressed with the helicopter because in his whole life he only saw it in the magazine, but now he actually saw it in person and not just an ordinary helicopter but an expensive helicopter The pilot noticed Joshua who was watching the sikorsky s-92 cougar

They searched us before allowing us to enter. In the office, a man was sitting in the head chair. He has tattoos all over the visible part of his body. Looking at him makes me feel like I am looking at one of the descendants of the devil. I guess that is Pablo. “Well well! I didn’t expect to see you so soon Mr Johnson ''. The man said as he smoked the weed in his hands. “I don't want to get on your bad side so I came as early as possible.” My dad answered back.

Chapter 2 “if your daddy doesn't bring my money in the next thirty minutes, I bet you, you'll kick the bucket.” AHEM he cleared his throat, adjusting his red polka dotted tie. He took a long drag from his cigar and then plodded out. Wincing and groaning I tugged the manacles but it was futile. Minutes later, the bald dude and bulry guy on red T-shirt processed in. “That chair that you are sitting on. Do you know it's an electric chair?”

his voice cracked. "You can sit." He walked to the chair, dragged it backward, trying not to make any sound with the chair. He sat there, placing his document on his lap. "We meet again—" Stanley almost lost his breath as the man turned his chair around to look at him. It was the man from the club last night. The man that kissed his warm lips. Stanley sat there, dumbfounded. His whole words flew away. "Nice meeting you again." Joshua stretched his hand for a handshake.

“ Just do as you are told” Before the rest of the crew could realize it, I had stepped forward to sit in one of the chairs beside Raven. “ Good” The man nodded and shifted his gaze to Tyler, Ash and Sunny. “What is keeping you all?” They shrugged with cold feet to the chair, anxious about what results they would get after sitting on those chairs hanging in the air. After struggling to sit without getting a negative reaction, Tyler gave out a sly grin. “This looks super cool” He said but the mysterious man suddenly brushed off the playful remarks, his face hardening.

“You don’t look the part. Anyway, I just wanted to be sure that my son here wasn’t lying. I trained my boys to be responsible. I wouldn’t want the bad eggs to infect them.” Such a kind man. He referred to David as his son, not his nephew. I looked at Dave, ready to smile at him, but his head was bowed low. Just then, someone came inside. Joshua? Is he also a driver over here? “Oh, that is my first son, Joshua. He works as a front-end developer at Wellins Firm.” This is getting more interesting than I thought.