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CHAPTER 29

"We want to get even with him.”

The drunk man got to his feet. His words slurred as he said, “Uh, yeah, sure.” With that, he staggered out of the room. Currently, Preston was in Room One.

A few minutes after Luna left, everyone scattered from the card table and entered the lounge area.

Preston loosened the top two buttons of his shirt as he settled on a white sofa made of fine leather. He furrowed his brow as he rested his elbow on the armrest and glanced at his bandaged wound.

A flash of discomfort crossed Mylo’s face when he also glanced at the bandage on Preston’s arm. The man’s strength and viciousness made him a formidable opponent in a fight, but he lost earlier when the woman bit him. The sight of it was tragically comical.

“Preston, is your wife a dog or something? What's she like at home? Does she bite people there, too?” Mylo asked curiously. Preston glanced at him but did not respond.

Mylo touched the bridge of his nose, pretending he had not said anything.

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