The unruly smirk on Randal's lips was enough to send chills down anyone's spine.
"What did you just say?" Randal stared at him. His tone was perfectly level, yet the sheer oppressive aura hit him like a physical blow. "Say it again. I didn't quite catch that."
Mr. Lawson was so terrified he couldn't force a single word out.
Randal waited for two seconds. Seeing no response, he gave a slow nod, his smile widening. "You won't say it? Then I'll teach you how to speak."
Without another word, he violently shoved the man backward.
Mr. Lawson's back crashed heavily onto a dining table, knocking over wine glasses and splashing red wine all over himself.
Before he could even process what happened, Randal was on top of him. He seized the man's collar with one hand while his other snatched a freshly opened bottle of red wine from the table.
"You like drinking?" he asked, his voice smooth but his eyes lethally cold. "Then I'll treat you to all you can drink."
He shoved the neck of the bottle straight against Mr. Lawson's mouth, pouring the red liquid relentlessly.
The man choked uncontrollably and began to thrash violently.
But Randal's hand pinned him by the throat like an iron vice, completely immobilizing him.
Wine spurted from his nose and mouth, suffocating him as his face turned beet red.
"Randal!"
Scarlett finally snapped out of her shock. Her face deathly pale, she rushed forward and grabbed Randal's arm.
"Randal, you're out of your mind! Let him go!"
Randal turned a deaf ear to her.
Scarlett gritted her teeth and desperately tried to pry his fingers off, her voice shaking. "Randal, did you hear me? Let go!"
Randal slowly turned his head to look at her. His gaze was so frigid it sent a shiver through her core.
"Let him go? I already gave you the face you asked for earlier. Now, shouldn't you afford me the same respect?"
Scarlett grew even paler, stammering without being able to form a coherent word.
"If you can't help, then stand to the side and watch."


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