Kim:
The mafia don could not speak for a few seconds, stunned by the sheer audacity of his brother—his brother who had placed the burden of authority on his young shoulders just to claim ‘the good life’ for his own… and the same brother who now had the gall to raise a hand against his superior.
“Hia Kla,” he seethed, voice sharp and call. “Have you lost your mind?”
But it seemed that P’Kla couldn’t care less about overstepping his boundaries and retorted, “Think again. It must be you who’s out of your mind! You are so eager to leave your wife-to-be and go after somebody else, that too when you just confirmed the pregnancy! What sane person does that?”
Kim looked at his brother in stunned astonishment, unable to bear his audacity. How can he simply put all the blame on Kim’s shoulders when he knew the reality of the situation? How dare he raise a hand to the Jao Por and forget that his men were all around him, ready to take action against their don at any given moment?
