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Chapter 1244:
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“Mr. Rhodes, is this how your son usually behaves? Talking over respected leaders like we’re beneath him?”
“No wonder we’re treated like pawns. If even your kid thinks we’re worthless, it’s no surprise you do too. You call on us when it suits you, then toss us aside.
You clearly see us as nothing more than background noise!”
“Mr. Rhodes, we expect a straight answer today. If you think we’ll let this slide, think again.”
“Fail to make things right, and this won’t be over. You can’t treat us like shit and expect peace in return.”
𝗝𝗼𝗂ո 𝗈𝘶𝗋 с𝗈𝗺𝘮u𝗻𝗶𝗍у 𝗈ո 𝗀𝗮ln𝘰𝗏e𝗅s.𝘤o𝗆
The moment the other gangs realized the Dark Hills planned to claim everything from the Axe Gang, frustration surged through the room.
A few didn’t bother hiding their fury, even going as far as warning Mason that they’d start a war if left empty-handed.
What started as a united front was already unraveling into something far more volatile.
Watching from the sidelines, the Axe Gang member couldn’t help but smile secretly. This was exactly the chaos he had hoped to ignite. That masked guy really knew how to stir the pot—he shattered their alliance without even lifting a finger.
“Let’s all take a breath. You’re leaders with reputations to uphold. There’s no need to argue with a young man. Orlando was just making a lighthearted remark. The official stance of the Dark Hills will come from me.”
Realizing the meeting was slipping into chaos, Mason stepped in to take control before things turned worse.
From the way the leaders reacted, it was obvious—they wouldn’t settle down unless they got something in return.
“Let me be clear. We’ll move forward with the original arrangement. Some of the Axe Gang’s territories and resources will be handed over, free of charge. But keep your expectations in check. You didn’t lift a finger during this operation, so don’t expect an equal cut. Still, you’ll walk away with a solid share.”
Weighing the risk of open conflict, Mason made the call to offer a temporary concession to keep the peace.
The announcement drew a mixed reaction, but ultimately, the leaders gave in. They knew they hadn’t earned it, so getting a share without effort wasn’t something they could argue.
“Very well. If that’s your decision, we won’t press the issue any further, Mr. Rhodes.”
Agreement swept through the room.
“Then let’s get to it—tell us which territories of the Axe Gang are being handed over.”
“Good. Let’s move on to that part.”
With a nod, Mason told his son to bring out the map.
Although frustration simmered beneath the surface, Orlando understood he had no choice and quietly obeyed.
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