Chapter 38: Uriah, Stop Embarrassing Yourself!

Nelson Warth shot a glare at his own lackey. "You're only a little scared? I damn near pissed myself!" The moment Julio Warth laid eyes on Aaron Hoard, his legs started trembling even harder. Any thought of calling in backup died on the spot. With the pathetic connections he had, anyone he dragged over would kill him on the spot the second they realized they'd be facing Third Laureate Looske's wrath and Young Master Hoard's fury. They'd slice off his head and offer it up as an apology. "Manager...