"You think by doing this, you can scare Leonard into keeping quiet about you supplying fake Spirit of Life Serum? Dream on."
Upon hearing these words, Nolan merely smirked coldly. "Still convinced that what I delivered was fake?"
"Fake or not, others might not know. But Leonard? He knows, doesn't he?"
With a mocking gaze fixed on Leonard, Nolan's voice turned colder. "So, was that Spirit of Life Serum truly fake?"
Leonard, who was writhing in pain, couldn't muster a word. Fear was in his eyes, but fury burned even brighter—a rage that could consume him whole.
"Nolan, you're finished. No one can save you. I swear, no one can! You dare do this to me? I will kill you, Nolan. I swear I will!"
Nolan simply shook his head and reached into Leonard's mouth without hesitation. His lips curled into a cruel smile. "Still spewing filth, I see. If you won't learn, then I'll make sure you do."
Nolan's grip tightened. Bloodied teeth were wrenched out, one by one, leaving Leonard's mouth a gory mess. His agonized screams echoed through the banquet hall, turning it into a scene straight out of hell.
The blood-soaked teeth scattered across the floor, blending with Leonard's desperate cries, made Nolan appear like a demon risen from the depths. There was neither a hint of humanity nor mercy.
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