Coincidence Or Fate Chapter 36

Who would have thought that the jerk he has been insulting and have his friend tried to kill was the boss of the club, which also means that he too was a member of the underworld .

Jay's whole body was trembling as the word "boss" echoed in his head . He didn't expect he just written his own death sentence and dug his own grave . He then contemplate on what he has done to provoke the boss .

Scott stared at the manager beside him who was bowing and begging him to forgive his friend . But he was already clouded by darkness .

"Boss, please forgive my friend . I'll insure he'll ne . . . "

Before the manager could even finish what he was about to say, Scott kneed him on the abdomen causing him to fall on his knee and cough a lot of blood . Once he was on his knees Scott continued and kicked him on the face causing him to fall on the ground . Scott walked up to the man that he beat up earlier .

As Scott walked towards the man, the atmosphere felt stuffy and cold . He gave the man a dead look as he leaned over to his ears and whispered . "So tell me who are you to me?"

The man trembled as he fell into his knees, He then observed his friend who has curled himself into a ball from all the pain he received . His face was brutally bruised and bleeding from just one kick as well . He was so scared the he quickly run to the three man who dragged him earlier and said, "Please save me, I'll pay you as much as you want . . . "

The three man weren't wavered from what Jay said, they continued to stand there quietly as if they didn't see nor hear him .

Since he was ignored, he then stared at Jordon who was showing a concern look of the situation . He quickly run to his side and begged him, "Please, save me . . . "

Jordon who was always calm and peaceful . As he the man approached him his look drastically change . He glared at the man who was on his knee and said, "Who the f*ck are you that I should help you, you were warned yet you didn't listen . . . "

Jay was taken aback from what Jordon said, so all of this was because he didn't listen to what the girl said earlier and tried to hit on her . So the boss beat him up because of the girl, was the girl he was trying to f*ck with was the boss woman .

He then turned around and looked at Scott who gave him a murderous look, it was such a fright that he jumped out of his own skin .

The looked Scott was giving the man made everyone blood run cold .

Angelique was worried of the situation that she broke down in cold sweat . She was so afraid of what will happen next that she can't see straight anymore at the same time feeling light headed .

Jay quickly went over to Scott and begged for his life, "Please, spare me . . . I was . . . I didn't mean to . . . Please, please, spare my life . . . "

As the man looked up he saw Scott who seems to be smiling at him, he felt a bit relieved . Could it be that he have forgiven him and his life has been spared . He was so grateful that he smiled back at him .

Scott then pat the man on the shoulder as he walked away from him . As he took another step away from the man, he then quickly kicked the man on the face making him to fall back . He then continued to kick the man on the abdomen and face .

Jordon, Toby and Jamie looked away as Scott brutally kill the man in front of them . They knew that theirs nothing they can do now . They've know Scott too well that stopping him only mean you wish to die too .

Angelique eye widen as she witness the man who a.s.saulted her being killed by Scott . She was already not feeling too well and the scent of b.l.o.o.d.y made her want to up . She couldn't bare the sight of blood and she was trembling in fear that she'll see someone be killed in cold blood in front of her . She was so confuse why Scott was so angry at the man when he was the first one who provoke the man by throwing the gla.s.s . Her heart started to ache as Scott continued to beat up the man, she looked at Jordon, Jamie and Toby who helplessly looked away .

Then suddenly a warm voice echoed in the room "Scott please . . . "