A Night Worth Millions
I asked, eyeing them suspiciously.
Terrence leaned back against the couch, completely unfazed. “Those fvckers are my loyal men in mafia business,” he said smoothly, then smirked before adding, “and also your bodyguards from now on.”
I scoffed. “Bodyguards? Yung mga gusto mong patayin mamaya?”
One of the men peeked from behind a chair, looking horrified. “Boss, maawa ka naman! May pamilya ako!”
Terrence exhaled, annoyed. “Shut up, Carlo. Hindi pa kayo patay. Wala lang kayong kwenta sa trabaho.”
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