The Bet

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Alexander King kicked away the stones on the road to vent his dissatisfaction.

As a policeman with a sense of justice, he is not afraid of danger. On the contrary, he wants to run there first and do some ass whopping whenever there is danger.

But he couldn't get what he wanted because of some assholes. Either there are other tasks to be arranged for him to do, or he ain't allowed to participate.

Alexander King is well aware of the reasons for this situation. But he wasn't happy about it.

Delayed justice is not justice, and belated paternal love is naturally not paternal love. He has never had a father figure in the first half of his life. But he has become independent and self-reliant.

But when he successfully graduated from the police academy with honors., "father" appeared, wanting to trample on all his hard work so far with his money and status.

He told Alexander the harsh truth. That all he has ever worked for doesn't even count toward a day of profits from selling oil. And the time has come for him to take the mantle of the empire his father has built.

Oh! Alexander was pissed. He threw away the keys of the new limited edition Bugatti his father had gifted him in the sewage canal. And walked off like a champ.

He didn't see the weird gazes filled with jealousy and contempt he was getting from the public. He did so.

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"You look angry, bro."

A voice suddenly sounded.

"Yeah, I'm so angry that I want to find someone to fight."

Alexander glared in the direction of the sound like an angry lion. But he is built like a rhinoceros. Steal-like muscles, a sharp jawline, and a handsome face. And a freaking trillionaire oil tycoon as his father.

Alexander thought he would find a similar man like him from that manly voice he heard. But the truth hit him right in the balls.

Alexander looked to his right, ready to have a kickboxing match in the middle of the street. But he is surprised and disappointed to find a weak kid, barely 20.

"Can I invite you to have a drink?" Alex asked with a confident smile. He had already replaced his [Trouble Magnet] with [A Good Guy] attribute.

"No." Alexander refused without hesitation.

"Is this dude gay?" Alexander murmured while walking away swiftly.

Alex's smile froze.

"What the hell did you say?"

Alexander stopped when he heard Alex shouting behind him. Well, the kid has guts, he thought.

"He listens hime, kido. I don't have time to entertain you. Whether you are gay or not, it doesn't matter. I have the stuff to do. So see ya."

Alexander started to walk away after saying this.

"Where are you headed to. The construction site?" Alex asked with an innocent look.

"I know who carried out that massacre, but too bad you are busy. So see yaa." Alex finished saying and started to walk in the opposite direction.

Now things have reversed. It is Alexander who is running towards Alex.

"What did you say, kid? Don't joke around with me."

"I don't have time to joke around, Alexander," Alex replied with a cocky smile.

"How do you know my name," Alexander asked in shock.

"Let's just say I have my ways. But I think you might be interested in this video more."

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