Chapitre 75: Deal With The Devil

"Spill it. Since you went through all the effort of taking me here, what do you want from me? Is it money? Or is it something else?"

"You'll know soon enough."

The young man smiled and gestured for Dlamini to follow him. "Sir, your children are waiting for you. Please come with me —"

Dlamini got up with a drab expression on his face. The moment he tried to take a step, he felt his legs going limp for a split second and nearly fell onto the floor on all fours. 

"It's alright, it's just the side effect of the stun grenade and anesthetics. It'll pass in a few days."

The young man remarked without the slightest intention of helping Dlamini up.

Dlamini clenched his teeth bitterly and forced his stony body to get up. He used the wall for support as he headed outside.

It was only until Dlamini walked out when he realized the room that he was in was the bedroom of a suite. He had now walked into the living room of the suite.

"Godfather!"