Chapter 22

Perseus arrived at Skyview Acres. As he locked his bicycle, Tom practically sprinted over to greet him. "Mr. Perseus, I've been waiting for you." Underground, Tom was respectfully known as "Mr. Dawson." He held a monopoly over at least 60 percent of Neptuna's entertainment venues. The headquarters of Firethrone Organization stood as one of Neptuna's premier clubs, boasting a monthly net profit of tens of millions at the least. Perseus frowned and glanced at the yard. "What is it, Tom? Are you here to collect debts again?" "N-No, no, not at all!" Tom shook his head vehemently. "You just don't dare to because you're nowhere near my match." Perseus sneered disdainfully. "You're right, Mr. Perseus. I'm just your lackey, a piece of trash." Tom knew his place. The events from yesterday at the Firethrone Organization lingered in his mind. Despite having Nolan, his Inner Strength Powerhouse, whose strength ranked among the top five in Neptuna, Tom couldn't even anticipate a single move