"Jude Charington, if you're a man, let's negotiate like men do. Involving women in this way, really makes you look despicable! Just for that, I think you're worse than scum!"
Jude Charington chuckled lightly, his eyes shimmering with a cold gleam, "Young Master Floyd, let's settle our past differences first, then we can determine the strongest among us in a man's way!"
"What past differences?" Jose Floyd looked at Jude Charington, his voice indifferent.
Jude Charington raised his right hand, his gaze fixed on the missing pinky, looking through his incomplete fingers, his expression more chilling, "The grudge of a severed finger!"
Nicole bit her lip, watching Jose Floyd, a surge of panic and fear rising within her, yet she forced herself to remain calm and composed, observing the negotiation between the two below.
