Chapter 10
Meanwhile
In a huge club, numbering up to a hundred people, some drank, chatted with waiters and scantily dressed ladies, some gambled on games, while others were at the dance floor watching the mesmerising moves of the ladies and cheering along.
The volume of the music was deafening all the sounds in the venue, and masking secrets that were being discussed in some tables and giving the venue a vibe hard to describe
On a certain table, two men in suit were sitting opposite each other, their arms caressing the scantily dressed beauties around them.
"Hahaha, Derick I haven't had fun like this in ages," the older man said with a hearty laugh "What do you want? I know you won't just invite me to a place like this for nothing."
"Then I won't stand on ceremony, Sir," the younger man said, his face showing a hint of youthful exuberance. It seemed as though he was still in his early 20's.
"Sir, I came with a business proposal in mind for your Lycon Gang. Would you be willing to accept the young master has promised to cooperate with you in the future."
"Oh, and what sort of business proposal would make the successor of the Notary Gang send his right-hand, man?" the old man said with interest piqued.
"Well, I believe you should know about the so-called abandoned son of Vincent Moretti." Derick said while he lit a cigarette.
"You mean the trash the eastern woman gave birth too." The man expression changed to one of disdain. "Though I am a fervent hater of Moretti, I can still feel the pain of him fathering that idiot."
"It's good he has abandoned the child now. at least it'll lessen future troubles for him, so what reason did he give them?"
"He said that he was cuckold by his right hand man Marco and the eastern, thus abandoning Marco, the eastern, and his useless son altogether."
"Hahahaha, Vincent Moretti slyness never ceases to amaze me," the man's sudden burst of laughter caught everybody by surprise. "Even I know that's not possible. At least he should have put more effort into lying."
"And so, derick, what would you want the Lycon Gang to do for you in this matter?" The old man's goofy attitude was quickly replaced with a sharp glint in his eyes.
"Well, you should also know about the rivalry between the younger generations of each mafia, and gang." Derick said as he puffed out smoke.
"Along time ago, that trash insulted and even beat our young master, now our young master just wants to magnanimously return the favour by slaughtering the whole family and for the gang he chose for this job...?"
"You should already know the answer." Derick said as he stared at the leader of the Lycon gang branch, waiting for his reply.
"Normally, the Lycon Gang only accepts tasks as a whole. But this time, only my branch will be enough." The old man said with a smile
"Then our business here is done, Sir, " Derrick said as he crushed the cigarette butt on the ash tray, then slid a paper to the other side of the table.
Derick quickly checked out of the club after covering his bills. "2 baits have been persuaded remaining 3 to go." Derick muttered to himself as he entered his Ferrari.
"Vroom~"
With his foot on the petal, he's car quickly sped off.
At the club, the branch gang leader picked up the paper left on the table by Derick and read through it. A minute later, the man smiled menacingly.
"This will be fun,"
Back at the mansion
The atmosphere was tense, the aftermath of betrayal clearly not written off. Jarvis stood the center of the room watching as Marco, Sylvia, and Yomi cleaned up brook's dead body.
"I still need to build up strength if not more incidents like this would happen in the future." Jarvis said to himself
"With the panel, I should be able to quickly build up strength, but one person can't take on 500 people. So even if I gain strength, it will be useless, except I can gather strong people within a short time."
"Young Master why do you have such a worried expression on your face?" Sylvia said, leaning into Jarvis point of view. "Could it be because of Brook's death or something else."
Jarvis admired Sylvia's beautiful face for a moment before his brows furrowed again.
"Sylvia, I am currently thinking of how we can expand our forces. Brook was right. With our numbers, now there's no way we can stand a chance against a 100 men talk less of a 500 man gang."
Sylvia nodded, showing that she concurred, "True, with how we are now, we can not face the Lycon Gang."
"But we've dealt with a traitor and their spy, the lycon gang would probably be the one's anxious since they won't be able to get information about us again."
"What do you think, young master?" Sylvia said, taking two steps towards Jarvis.
Jarvis exhaled a deep breath,"What you said is true, Sylvia, but I can't help but worry,
"Don't worry, Young Master, Marco has completely disposed of Brook's dead body, and he also said he'll be torturing the three masked men tomorrow for intel."
"And if Young Master can't help but worry that much, I know of a good exercise that can help clear your head."
"What do you say, young master," Sylvia faced closed in on Jarvis's. So close Jarvis could perceive her fragrant scent on her body. "Is this shampoo, perfume or just body spray." Jarvis couldn't help but think.
"Do you wanna have a go?" Sylvia said to Jarvis, she leaned on him, their lips almost touching.
Jarvis snapped out of the indecent thoughts in his head and smiled,
"Why not?"