Chapter 337 - Zervanos Gangster (4)

"We promise, Uncle. We'll hear everything you say, we won't act recklessly anymore, we, we'll move even more vigilantly. Please don't confiscate this house, don't kick us out from this city. We already feel comfortable in this city," replied Edgar, that man still in a state of prostration. Tonight, his pride as the leader of Zervanos was completely crushed in front of his comrades.

Seeing his nephew prostrate like that, Ateez heaved a rough sigh. On the one hand, he felt sorry for his nephew, but on the other hand, he couldn't let Edgar continue to act as he pleased.

Indeed, since childhood, Edgar lived with him. Since his parents died, he has considered Edgar as his son.

"Then tell me where is my son now?"

Everyone's reflex turned to the source of the voice, including Ateez. While Edgard who heard the man's words became afraid. His hands were shaking violently, he didn't dare to look at the man and could only lower his head, hoping that nothing bad would happen to him.

"S-sir?" Ateez stuttered, the middle-aged man immediately approached Devan. Bowed in respect.

Seeing that, Devan did not respond. The man walked again, past Ateez who was heading towards him until he came to a young man who he knew his name was Edgar.

With a very sharp gaze, Devan saw the young man who was still kneeling on the floor.

"Are you deaf? I ask you, where is my son?" asked Devan, his voice cold and very domineering.

"S-sir, I can explain…"

"I'm not asking you, Ateez," replied Devan interrupting the man's words without turning to look at him. And it managed to make the middle-aged man silent and not make a sound anymore.

Edgar who heard that felt even more scared. With a quick movement, he immediately grabbed Devan's leg and prostrated for forgiveness.

"Sir, We had no intention of kidnapping your son, nor did we know that the child is your son," lamented Edgar. Looks very scared. He could quickly understand that the man standing before him right now was Mr. X. A ruthless man who controls trading on the black market, he is also his uncle's boss.

"Don't kill me, sir. Forgive me. I promise to find your son again," Edgar added, looking up. His voice was hoarse.

"Didn't you say that you don't know the identity of the man, then tell me how you found him," Devan replied still with the same intonation.

"Th-that…" Edgar stuttered, he didn't know what to answer.

"Don't you remember anything about the man, like characteristic face or other glaring things," Ateez spoke, trying to help his nephew deal with Mr. Devan?

Edgar was silent, with all his might, he tried to remember something. Until a few minutes later, he turned slowly to the man next to him. "Do you remember anything about them?" asked Edgar in a slightly whispering voice.

"No, I don't see anything conspicuous about the two of them. I also never asked anything about their identity. During the kidnapping, the others and I only followed their instructions."

Edgar took a deep breath. It seems that this time he will surrender to bear all the consequences of his negligence.

Hearing that, Devan asked again, "Then where is the man's car? You said earlier that you two exchanged cars with him?"

"R-right, sir. But the car didn't have any license plate number. So it will be difficult to find them through that car, sir," stammered Edgar.

"So reckless," Ateez muttered. He couldn't understand how his nephew could become the leader of Zervanos with such a nature.

Bugh..!

Bugh… Bugh… Bugh…

Devan hit Edgar very hard, making the young man fall several times to the floor.

"Are you playing with me? Hah?"

Bugh…!

Devan continued to punch the young man non-stop, venting his anger.

Ateez and the others in the room reflexively closed their eyes, trying their best to ignore what was happening in front of them right now.

Edgar didn't fight back, he just gave in. It was his fault and he admitted his carelessness.

Devan didn't stop, the man kept hitting Edgar until he hit the wall and vomited a mouthful of blood. Still not satisfied, Devan strangled the man's neck with all his might, making Edgar's face red from almost out of breath.

"S-Sir…" Ateez walked up to Devan and prostrated at the man's feet.

"Please, forgive him. Please forgive his mistake, sir. Just hit me, I can replace it with taking your punishment. Please let him go, sir. I beg you, since childhood, he has suffered a lot. Please let him go," Ateez begged Devan for forgiveness for his nephew.

Hearing that, Edgar was moved.

While Devan, the man snorted disapprovingly. He then let go of Edgar, making the man fall to the floor, sitting on the floor while clutching his chest, trying to get as much air as possible.

"T-thank you, sir," said Edgar. He took a deep breath.

"Stand up. I don't like people who don't have any faults prostrating in front of me," Devan said as he turned to the side, where Ateez was.

Hearing Devan's words, the middle-aged man slowly raised his head, then approached Edgar.

"Don't you have anything about that man?" Ateez muttered again for the umpteenth time, but his voice was still able to reach Devan's ears.

Edgar opened his eyes "N-nothing, Uncle. I know I was wrong, I was careless and took things too lightly. I never thought something like this would happen either."

Devan snorted disapprovingly, "Show me where you do the car swap," he said then turned around and walked out to the door.

"Okay sir," Edgar replied and immediately got up and followed Devan. Ateez did the same, and so did the others.

Battered, Edgar walked. Now and then he wiped the blood on his injured lip.

They walked out of the mansion, headed to their respective cars. But at the same time, several cars arrived.

Devan, Edgar, and Ateez stopped their steps. Waiting for the figure who had just arrived.

"EDGAR…." A girl's scream was heard.

"N-Naila?" Ateez and Edgar glanced at each other, then looked back at the girl.

"Oh my God, what happened to your face, my cousin?" Naila panicked and immediately approached Edgar.. Looks like Naila is not aware of Devan's presence in that place.