Jim shook his head and forced a smile. “I’m fine.”
“Don’t worry, I’ll get them back for that kick,” Jasper promised.
Before Jim could speak, Hector began to snicker by the side after hearing that remark.
“On what grounds? Don’t you know that tonight’s the night the three of you useless pieces of sh*t die?”
Hector smiled as well and spoke arrogantly, “The Combe family isn’t one trash like you can afford to provoke.”
“You’re Jasper Laine, right? I hear that you’re rich. Who knows if your money can save you tonight or not, hmm?”
Jasper looked at Jacob calmly and asked, “This is what you brothers prepared for me tonight?”
Hector mocked, “Still so arrogant even though you’re a dead man. Just kill him, Jacob. These kinds of people won’t know they’re screwed until it’s too late.”
Jacob smiled and glanced at Jasper coldly. “Don’t worry, we still have another distinguished guest tonight. You three dogs will be the entertainment I provide my extinguished guests.”
He raised his hand to point at Jasper. “I want you to walk out that door on your knees later.”
Jacob’s phone rang right after he spoke. Looking down, his expression changed and he turned to tell Hector, “Stay here and watch them. The guests are here, I’ll go bring them up.”
Jacob then rushed out the door.
Hector grinned maniacally as he looked at Jasper. “I’ve been waiting for this moment the entire day today. Just you wait, you’ll know very soon that you can be as arrogant as you want in front of me, but you’re just a useless piece of sh*t in comparison to our honorary guest!”
Jasper ignored Hector and helped Jim to the sofa at the sight of the other’s ashen complexion. “Should I send you to the hospital first, Uncle Yapp?”
Jim shook his head. “I won’t be able to walk with my joints and bones like this, but I’m fine. I can still hold on.”
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