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Chapter 5544

In a heartbeat, Aman found himself facing a surreal encounter that sent shivers down his spine. The lastthing he ever expected was to come face to face with the infamous and sinister figure, Charlie Wade,right here in New York, inside the home of a mafia kingpin.

Ever since Charlie had single-handedly foiled Aman’s grand scheme to win the heart of Princess Helena,he had become a haunting specter in Aman’s life. It wasn’t just about his thwarted royal marriage plans,Charlie had even dared to humiliate Aman personally, repeatedly, with open slaps to the face.

Though Aman had clawed his way from humble beginnings to become an oligarch who answered to noone, Charlie was the one exception, the only man who had ever asserted dominance over him. In normalcircumstances, Aman would’ve plotted his revenge meticulously, but this time, he hesitated.

Why?

Because Charlie was no ordinary foe he had the formidable might of the Wade family behind him,wealthier and more influential than Aman himself. However, the true reason for Aman’s pause wasn’t justthe Wade family’s riches, it was the enigmatic force known as the Dragon Temple, lurking in theshadows.

Unbeknownst to Aman, the Dragon Temple had pledged allegiance to Charlie, a fact that he remainedblissfully ignorant of. He believed that the Wade family had simply handed over half their wealth toappease and gain the Temple’s favor.

Aman’s disdain for the Wade family was akin to that of a landowner confronted by a turncoat, needing toextend politeness despite his desire for treason and glory. Although Aman had a sense of superiority, hecouldn’t underestimate the power behind the Wade family.

Little did he know, Charlie was no ordinary visitor to New York.

On this day, as he disembarked from his plane and before he could even settle at Antonio’s residence,he stumbled upon Jagoan once again. The resurgence of old humiliations fueled his anger and left himclenching his fists, teeth gritted in frustration.

Antonio, observing Aman’s delayed reaction, prodded, “Mr. Aman, do you… Recognize this young man?”

Jagoan watched with a curious glint in his eye, waiting for Aman’s response.

Aman paused, deliberating on two pivotal matters.

First, was Jagoan here intentionally or by sheer chance?

Second, Jagoan appeared to have just one companion and Antonio had clearly instructed his youngerbrother to dispose of him.

Could Aman use Antonio’s assistance to finally exact his revenge?

He knew that men like Antonio wouldn’t hesitate to kill if there were no consequences. Antonio’sunfamiliarity with Jagoan’s true identity was evident.

Deliberately pointing at Jagoan, Aman questioned Antonio, “Do you know him?”

Antonio shook his head, “No, there was a minor altercation earlier, but nothing serious. If you do knowhim, Mr. Ramovich, we can let bygones be bygones. If you have any issues, I’ll apologize on your behalf,sir.”

Antonio was also troubled, fearing that Aman and Jagoan might be connected. Convicting Aman wouldlead to undesirable consequences for him, so he smartly expressed willingness to mend the situation.Aman seized on the opening.

Listening to Antonio’s response, Aman saw an opportunity. “Antonio, I’ve heard that Sicilians are knownfor their courage and directness. This is a chance to see for myself. I had intended to discuss some

economic collaboration with you, but it’s all in your capable hands. If you decide that I should witnesssomething, be it a confrontation or something else, I’ll oblige. I’m here to learn.”

Antonio, no stranger to the art of manipulation, realized Aman’s hidden agenda. “This Russian fellow istrying to be sly. His real intention is for me to do his dirty work. He probably believes Sicilian men aren’tafraid to get their hands dirty as they age. Well, I’ll indulge him today. Since I don’t know this young manand Mr. Aman is our guest, I see no issue with resolving the matter myself. Today, I’ll handle this myselfto lift your spirits.”

Aman wore a satisfied grin and reassured Antonio, “As the host, you call the shots. I’m at your disposal.If you wish to show me a confrontation, so be it. If it’s a simple spectacle you want, I’m open to that too.”

Antonio nodded, a sly smile on his face. “In that case, let’s adjourn to the wine cellar. Escort this youngman and his companion there. Today, Mr. Aman will witness how Sicilian men handle their affairs.”

Julia interjected hurriedly, “Dad, you can’t kill him!”novelbin

Antonio responded icily, “He disrespected me and brought great shame to a Sicilian man. This is anaffront I cannot ignore.”

Julia blurted out her thoughts, “I accidentally hit him with my car. I owe him. This whole situation is myfault. If I hadn’t snuck out, he wouldn’t be in this predicament. You might do as you please today, but I willnever forgive myself. Nor will God.”

Antonio was momentarily taken aback, then smiled, “My dear, rest assured, Sicilian hearts are forgiving.Trouble follows those who seek it. You needn’t worry.”

Jagoan, growing impatient with the mind games, interjected, “Antonio, was it? All this nonsense aboutwine cellars, can we get to the point? Where’s this cellar you’re talking about? I’m ready to go there rightnow!”

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