Eleanor looked a bit panicked, and Alexander gently squeezed her hand, smiling as he said: “Paddy, are you courting death?”
“Me, courting death? Hahaha, that’s the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever heard. Do you really think I look like I’m courting death? Can’t you see everyone here is on my side? If you, worthless piece of trash, make me unhappy, I’ll make sure everyone here is even more miserable.”
Paddy threatened blatantly; everyone here was under his command, his words akin to orders from a tyrant—if he wanted someone dead, they would die.
Cisco and the others immediately turned pale, horrified at the thought of being implicated by Alexander’s reckless words.
“Alexander! Stop running your worthless mouth! This isn’t your place to speak! How dare you talk back to this boss? Who the
