Chapter 147

Tony chuckled. “Of course, Mr. Blackwood. Even your presence is worth every penny.”

Despite his words, his heart ached at the exorbitant cost. These martial arts masters possessed extraordinary skills, but their arrogance and greed were equally remarkable. Each assignment felt like an elaborate extortion scheme, leaving clients financially drained.

However, a cold resolve settled over Tony as he recalled the rumors swirling through Jayrodale’s underworld—that he, the East Side crime lord, and Juan were considered weak and ineffectual. Both father and son had been humiliated by an unknown individual, sullying the reputation of the East Side’s ruler.

The shame was unbearable. Tony believed eliminating Andrew was the only way to salvage his image and reaffirm his position as the unshakeable ruler of the East Side.

Just then, Christina was brought in. Her face paled at the sight of the more than one hundred thugs and the martial arts masters assembled before her.

“Ms. Stevens is indeed a rare beauty,” Tony said with a cruel grin, his gaze lingering on her. “Even at my age, I find myself tempted.”

“Mr. Madden Senior, Stevens Corporation has never had any conflict with the East Side. What do you want?” Christina asked, her voice trembling slightly.

Tony snorted. “That’s not for you to decide. Tell me, what is your relationship with Andrew?”

“He’s my ex-boyfriend, and we’ve parted ways,” Christina replied.

“Good. Now call him and tell him to come save you,” Tony demanded coldly.

“Mr. Madden Senior, I absolutely cannot do that!” Christina exclaimed.

“No? So you refuse to cooperate?” Tony’s expression hardened.

Panicking, Christina quickly replied, “I’ve already said it—I have nothing to do with Andrew anymore! There’s nothing between us!”

Tony’s voice turned icy. “I don’t care about your current relationship. You will call him, bring him here, and then I’ll consider letting you go. Otherwise, I will have my way with you before killing you.”

All color drained from Christina’s face. “Why are you so determined to lure Andrew here? What is the East Side planning?”

Tony sneered. “With all these men and three martial arts masters—isn’t it obvious? He won’t be leaving here alive!”