Walter, now completely drunk, paid no attention to the situation. He shoved Simon aside and laughed, "Haha, you're here too? Guess what? Just ten minutes ago, I was having s*x with your wife!"
"You bastard, I'll kill you!!" Enraged by Walter's words, Simon's eyes turned red as he lunged at him. But before he could land a punch, a black handgun was pressed against his neck.
"If you hurt Mr. Hill, I'll blow your brains out!" The gunman, a tall, muscular man wearing sunglasses, was Walter's bodyguard. Outside the room, two rows of similarly dressed bodyguards stood at attention, their hands hidden under their jackets, clearly armed.
"Scared? Hit me if you dare!" Walter laughed maniacally, slapping Simon hard across the face.
Simon's face turned red and swollen, but he ignored the
