chapter 65

Author "Our king is not a 'king' anymore. He has become a dictator!" As soon as these words slipped from one of the Gladiolus men's mouths, a bullet was put in his head. The members present did not make a sound. They didn't nod or shake their head, they didn't even gasp. It was as if they weren't allowed to make a single noise. They knew if they opened their mouths like the now dead man had before them, they too would be lying lifeless in a pool of their own blood. "Beckham," Vexon's cold voice broke the silent environment. "Yes, Boss?" Beckham responded. "Send me the files of the deal with the Nivekles and call Newana. I need to talk about the Iris with her," he commanded and walked past the dead body, ignoring it and looking unbothered by the murder he had just committed. The Iris was the Mafia Organization run by Newana's father, which was handed down to Newana two months prior. Since then, Newana and Vexon decided to form a partnership. Newana was also the advisor of the Glad