The bald man appeared stunned. He roared, "You little brat! It seems like you''re tired of living!"


    Bob trembled with rage. He shoved aside the person next to him and lunged at me. I raised the broken bottle in my hand, aiming it right at him.


    "Take one more step before apologizing, and I''ll crack your skull open!"


    Seeing my crazed expression, Bob hesitated. Yet, he wasn''t ready to let things slide so easily.


    "Alright, you little brat. You''ve got guts pulling this on me!"


    He pulled out his phone and dialed a number. "Hey, I''m at the Spring Oak Hotel. There''s this kid here causing trouble in front of me. Bring a few guys to deal with him!"


    It looked like he was calling for backup. I couldn''t help but chuckle.


    The guys at his table didn''t look like decent people either. They were dressed like thugs and definitely weren''t the kind one could reason with.


    If this escted, I wouldn''t be able to handle them on my own, and I definitely couldn''t protect Felicia if things got physical.


    I quickly pulled out my own phone and called Victor. "Hey, Victor, I''m at Spring Oak Hotel. A few thugs are trying to cause trouble. Can you handle it?"


    Victor''s response was swift. "How dare those thugs mess with you, Mr. White? They must have a death wish. Just mention Tyler Reed''s name and warn them to back off unless they want real trouble."


    I turned to Bob and stared him down. "You know Tyler Reed, don''t you? You had better back off if you don''t want to get on his bad side."


    Bob sneered at me. "Oh, so you know Mr. Reed, huh? Do you also know that he hates it when people use his name to lie? You''ve already pissed me off, and now you''re dragging Mr. Reed into this? Guys, what do you think we should do?"


    As soon as he finished, the seven or eight men at his table got up in unison. They red at me with menacing expressions.


    Felicia was so scared that she started crying. She quickly grabbed my arm and tried to pull me away.


    I gently pushed her aside. "Felicia, stay over there and listen to me."


    The manager took a step back, looking nervous. "Mr. Fisher, please, have mercy. Don''t cause a scene. Can we take this outside? We still need to run our business."


    Bob ignored him and continued ring at me. "If I don''t deal with you today, I''ll drag you to Mr. Reed and let him deal with you!"


    At that moment, about ten more thugs barged in through the door, striding toward me with a threatening air.


    My heart skipped a beat. If Victor was too slow, even if he could take care of these guys, I would probably be in for a tough time.


    I quickly spoke into my phone. "Victor, Tyler Reed''s name isn''t working here."


    "That''s impossible!" Victor replied confidently. "Tyler rules that area like a king. No one dares defy him. Don''t worry, Mr. White. I''ve already contacted him, and he''ll be there shortly to back you up."


    Meanwhile, the gang surrounded Felicia and me.


    "Mr. Fisher, is this the kid?"


    "He looks like a student, but he sure has the guts to be causing trouble with Mr. Fisher!"


    "Damn, this girl''s got a killer body! I''ve never seen anything like it."


    Bob took a drag on his cigarette and smirked as he approached me. "Listen, kid. Get on your knees and lick my shoes clean. Do that, and I''ll let you off. You can leave, but your girl stays to have dinner with me. Otherwise, you''re losing a hand or a foot today. You''re not leaving here in one piece!"