The underling fell to the ground, cradling his cheek with a hand and was visibly upset.

‘Did I say something wrong?

‘But I’m not wrong!

‘That’s eighty million we’re talking about here! The budget is forty million too, how could Boss just not want it back?’

Alex didn’t want to watch their conflict any further. He nodded and said, “That’ll be all then!”

He turned around and left, disappearing into the crowd.

The underlings were frustrated and confused. The one who was slapped crawled up to his feet and asked, “Boss, why wouldn’t you want the eighty million? If you didn’t want it, you could’ve given it to us!”

Smack!

The leader slapped him again and kicked him in the gut as well.

“Want it? Why in the hell would we want the money? Do you want to live or what? Do you know who he is?

“If it weren’t for me, all of us would’ve died right there and then!”

Another underling asked, “Boss, who is he?”

The leader took a gulp. “You’ve guys heard of what happened back in Valtameri Tower y