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Making 216
Making 216
At the bar, the three martialists from Star Gate and the men seated around the booths were utterly astonished watching Gilmore chat and clink glasses with Juline.
“Why is it that nothing happens when Gilmore approaches Juline?”
“Where is Leopold?”
“Why hasn’t he shown up?”
Just as they were reeling from the shock, they spotted Benny approaching Gilmore.
Then the eyes of the men in the surrounding booths gleamed with excitement.
“No wonder Leopold is missing. It’s Benny Wyatt, the second son of the Wyatt family, making his move!”
They could almost visualize the scene where the hot–tempered Benny would give Gilmore a thrashing
After all, Juline was the girl Karl was smitten with
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The three martialists from Star Gate at the bar weren’t too worried. Setting their whiskey glasses down, they stood up, ready to defend Gilmore if Benny made a move.
As Gilmore left Juline’s booth, before he had walked far, he was met by Benny.
“You’re late, Gilmore, Benny said with a smile.
Glancing at his phone, Gilmore replied, “Yeah, it’s 8:20. That’s 20 minutes late. I was starting to think you weren’t coming”
Benny eyed Juline’s booth and asked, “Do you know Miss Gellar
Gilmore nodded, replying. “I just got to know her.”
Seeing the familiar expression on Gilmore’s face, as if he and Juline were old buddies, Benny felt an urge to punch him.
In his heart, Juline was the woman Karl adored–potentially his future sister–in–law.
Gilmore trying to strike up a conversation with Juline irked Benny, of course.
However, although Benny felt annoyed, he didn’t let it show.
After all, he still had use for Gilmore in many matters.
So, putting on a chummy facade, Benny draped an arm around Gilmore’s shoulder and said, “Gilmore, Juline is the girl my brother has his eyes on.
“Can you
do me a favor and not pursue my future sister–in–law?
Tonight, I can introduce you to a tall, beautiful woman with stunning looks. What do you say?”
Gilmore feigned surprise, asking. “The girl your brother likes? Where is he then? You’re not trying to pull one over on me, are you?”
Pointing to Karl’s booth, Benny replied, “That’s my brother, Karl right over there in that booth.”
Pretending to look in that direction, Gilmore said, “Oh, so that’s your brother.”
“Exactly, that’s my brother. Let’s go join hith for a drink. Benny enthusiastically invited him over,
“Mr. Reed, are you alright?” just then, the three martialists from Star Gate arrived and inquired, their eyes darting warily to Benny,
With a casual air, Gilmore told them, T’m fine. I’m going to have a drink with Mr. Wyatt over there. You all should go back and enjoy your drinks.”
Seeing that Gilmore was okay, the three martialists from Star Gate felt relieved and returned to the bar,
The men in the surrounding booths, who had been eagerly anticipating a scene where Benny would thrash Gilmore, were now slack–jawed in disbelief. They watched as Benny, arm still around Gilmore like a close brother, walked towards the booth
The expected drama had evaporated.
Following Benny, Gilmore reached the booth where Karl was seated.
“Karl, this is my friend, Gilmore, Benny introduced with a flourish.
Karl glanced at Gilmore and gestured towards the sofa in the booth, saying simply, “Sit.”
Gilmore laughed and said, “Thank you, Mr. Wyatt
After that, Gilmore and Benny took seats on the sofa.
“So you’re Gilmore, right? Just now, I saw you chatting and having drinks with my girlfriend, Juline?” Karl stared at Gilmore a hint of accusation in his voice.
Caught off guard, Gilmore quickly replied, “Mr. Wyatt, I only found out about my mistake from Benny just now. How about I punish myself by downing three shots as an apology to you?”
Karl glanced at another man on the sofa, addressing him, “Leopold, pour him a drink.”
“Yes, Mr. Wyatt,” Leopold responded.
Leopold then picked up an already opened bottle of Rémy Martin from the table, filled a glass, and placed it in front of Gilmore.
Holding up the drink, Gilmore said. “Mr. Wyatt, allow me to down this first shot in your honor!”
Without further ado, he tossed it back, finishing it in one go.
As Gilmore drained his glass to the last drop, a sly gleam flashed in the eyes of Karl, Benny, and Leopold.
Unbeknownst to Gilmore, Karl had instructed Leopold to spike the Rémy Martin with a mysterious drug.
Once consumed, it would quickly make the drinker pass out.
Seeing that Gilmore had finished his first drink, Leopold immediately poured him a second shot, which Gilmore again finished in one gulp.
“Bravo!” Benny exclaimed loudly.
Leopold then poured a third shot for Gilmore, which he once again downed without hesitation.
Benny immediately clapped in admiration. “Gilmore, what a high tolerance you have!”
Sat, Aug
Gilmore, looking a tad woozy, slurred, “Mr. Wyatt, do you see… how sincere I am? Burp… Have you forgiven my mistake?”
Karl responded, “Hmm, considering you drank three shots as a sign of your sincerity, I’ll forgive you.”
“Thank you. Mr. Wyatt… I feel so dizzy… Gilmore managed to say before slumping onto the sofa, unconscious.
Witnessing this, Karl, Benny, and Leopold all exchanged pleased glances.
The drug in the drink had clearly taken effect.
Karl quickly directed the four martialists from Blade Gate nearby. “Take Gilmore to the rooftop immediately.”
“Yes, Senior Brother,” the martialists from Blade Gate acknowledged.
Then, Karl turned to Leopold and ordered, “Deal with the three martialists from Star Gate.”
“Understood, Mr. Wyatt, Leopold replied, a fierce glint in his eyes.-——
Lastly, Karl said to Benny, “You guys go ahead. I’ll go let Juline know.”
“Okay, Karl,” Benny responded.
Two of the Blade Gate martialists hoisted Gilmore by the arms, one on each side, and practically dragged hit away from the booth.
Benny, Leopold, and the other two Blade Gate martialists served as their protective escort, quickly heading towards an exit of the bar.
Only Karl went towards Juline’s booth.
Meanwhile, at the bar, the three martialists from Star Gate who had been keeping an eye on Gilmore’s booth noticed the sudden activity.
As they saw Gilmore being taken away, alarm bells rang in their heads.
“Something’s wrong! It seems they’ve taken Mr. Reed,” one of the Star Gate martialists exclaimed to the others.
“We need to follow them. They might be planning to harm him!” another martialist from Star Gate quickly added.
One of them, maintaining his composure, said, “Julian instructed us to alert him immediately if Mr. Reed encounters any danger
The other two replied in unison, “You send the message to Julian We’ll pursue the guys who took Mr. Reed”
The calm martialist nodded, replying. “Alright, chase them down, and I’ll be right behind you”
The two martialists wasted no time and quickly dashed towards the bar’s exit.
The remaining one swiftly took out his phone to send a message to Julian.
Once done, he too hurried after them.