Nathan looked at the furious T-Rex and gave him a small smile. "You're misunderstanding me. Not two million. Just two. Two bucks."
"You've gone to a lot of effort to acquire both authentic and counterfeit shards to scam my father-in-law."
"So I will reward you for your effort and I'll be happy to pay you two bucks."
T-Rex was both outraged and dumbfounded.Is he an actual idiot or does he think Thomas Dunn can protect him?
T-Rex recalled Mr. Zabinski's orders and sneered at Nathan. "If you wish to die, Nathan, I'm happy to comply."
"Break their limbs!" ordered T-Rex.
The bodyguards immediately jumped into action at his command.
T-Rex had spent a small fortune hiring those bodyguards. They were highly trained and were vastly different from the average muscleman.
Any one of them was equal to ten men.
They were like a pack of wolves with murderous intent as they inched towards Nathan and Thomas. They looked like they could finish the pair off within seconds.
Yet Nathan just sat there in his chair looking completely unfazed. "Enough!" he snorted.
He slammed his palm onto the coffee table before him, and the coffee table, which was made out of tempered glass, shattered into smithereens.
Nathan waved his arm and the shattered glass flung themselves towards the advancing bodyguards.
Horrific screams filled the room instantaneously.
The highly-trained bodyguards collapsed onto the ground as they had just run into a shower of bullets.
The few that hadn't been injured were deftly neutralized by Thomas even before they could get close to Nathan.
What?
Fear and bewilderment filled T-Rex's eyes.
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