Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 1864

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Chapter 1864 That night, the three of them huddled in their tiny, pitch-black room-just a cramped 200 square feet with a big mattress they all shared. During the day, the place felt like a claustrophobic cave, but in the slums, it was as good as it got.

They flicked on a hanging bulb, casting a dim light as they gathered around.

"Tomorrow, Mr. Elwood's coming to hire sbodyguards. What do you think?" Odie asked, having snagged this juicy tidbit from a rich woman at the nightclub. No way was the info off.

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"What's there to think about? Mr. Elwood's a big deal overseas, going head-to-head with the Pollard family. If we get into the White family, we won't just be illegal immigrants anymore. Our lives will be way better," Griffin said, already picturing his big break with the White family. They had ssavings and weren't starving, but living like this forever wasn't an option. Without legal papers, their future looked bleak.

To live openly and with dignity, they needed a way out.

"Colby, what's your take?" Griffin turned to Colby, as he always did when seeking direction.

Colby's eyes darkened a bit. "I'm in." With Colby's nod, Griffin declared, "Alright, Colby and I are going for the White family." "Hold up, why you two? I could get picked too!" Odie protested.

"No chance," Griffin replied with a frown. "Do you even know what it takes to get into the White family? If you don't make it, you're done for." Griffin had a bit of a reputation in the slums. A few small-tbosses had hired him for jobs, so he knew a thing or two about the White family's ruthless selection process for bodyguards. Odie might scrape through the first round, but that'd be it.

"Colby, say something! We've never split up before," Odie pleaded, his expression dark.

Colby coolly replied, "You do you; I'm not getting involved." With that, Colby stood up to hit the sack.

"You can't go. If you die, who's gonna look after you?" Griffin snapped. "With your skills, finding a rich woman to help sort your immigration status isn't hard. Why dive into this mess?" "I'm not relying on any woman!" Odie shot back. "I'm gonna make a nfor myself with my own skills!" "Stop dreaming. Staying alive is what counts," Griffin said, giving Odie's shoulder a reassuring pat before getting up.

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Colby lay on the bed, wide awake. The White family had ties with the Minton family from Summerfield. His grandfather had uncovered the casino deals between overseas and Summerfield back when he first arrived-it might be why his parents got into trouble.

If Colby wanted to get to the bottom of it, he needed sclout abroad. Mr. Elwood was getting old, and this was the only chance.

"Colby, remember, you've got to avenge your parents," hisgrandfather's words echoed in his mind. No matter how tough the road, he had to pull it off.

In the end, he made it into the White family. The selection process was brutal, a fight to the death in a cage. Only the one who survived got the chance to move forward. Colby fought his way through the bloodbath, becoming Mr. Elwood's personal bodyguard.

Mr. Elwood was a sly, double-dealing guy, but even he had his soft spots. He was old and cared a lot about family. He even started treating Colby like his own son.

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