Miguel felt Darius’ hand wrap around his neck, and it wasn’t a nice feeling. He became especially angry when he heard what Darius said. He struggled to take a deep breath, his eyes bulging.

It wasn’t easy to do so because of Darius’ grip, but he managed to force out, “Darius, you’ve made a mistake. As long as you admit to your wrongdoings or pay a fee, no one will come after you anymore. But if you harm me, it’ll only worsen your crimes. You won’t be able to bear the consequences!”

“Thanks for the advice, dude. But if I were you, I’d think about this—you were the one to attack me out of nowhere, yet you’re telling me to think about the consequences.”

Miguel paled and widened his eyes in shock. “You’re about to get locked up at the detention center! How dare you speak to me like that!”

Darius looked at him, his face is void of emotion. His tone was mocking, though, as he said, “I wouldn’t be saying things like that if I were you. After all, you have no idea how rich I am.”

Miguel stare