The Ferraris pulled over into a compound that was no other than Mr. Adolpho's estate. They parked the car, and Rufus stepped down with a lethal expression on his face.
The bodyguards hauled Mr. Fernando, who was still bleeding on his leg and groaning in pain, out of the car. They dragged him along with them as they sauntered into the mansion.
There in the living room, on a white sofa, Mr. Adolpho sat with a deadly mood on his face and a gun in his hands. His face darkened further when he noticed them, and slowly, he turned his head to stare at Mr. Fernando, whose face looked very pale.
The bodyguards dragged Mr. Fernando and threw him in front of him. He stared at him and slowly shook his head in disappointment. "Pathetic. I gave you a chance and you betrayed me. Not just that, you tried to run." He chuckled wickedly and cocked the gun.
