The Guardian's Sword

Chapter 2330

Unlike the harmonious Sky Room 2, Sky Room 10 could be said to be a mess.
The drugged Sebastian was already unconscious, while Mike was curled up in a
corner with tears flowing from his eyes.

He glanced at Sebastian, who was unconscious, and a sinister look appeared on
his face.

He took out his phone and made a call.

The call was answered within three seconds.

"Black Gold Bar, bring more people.”

Mike hung up after saying that.

In the dark private room, he could faintly see Mike's complex expression and his
icy and murderous eyes.

"Titus... I want you dead!"

Gnashing of teeth echoed in the private room.

As time went by, Titus was still drinking with Zander.

"Miss, it's getting late. We should get back."

Cynthia whispered.

Millie nodded slightly and said to Sean, "We had a great time talking with you
today, Mr. Lennon. We gotta go now."

"Yes, it's getting late. We should get back too."

Sean replied with a smile.

Titus and Zander put down their bottles and got up with Sean.

The group left Black Gold Bar.

In Sky Room 10, Mike saw Titus and the others left and immediately got up and
headed outside.

However, he struggled as he walked. It was as if he was having some difficulty
standing straight.

"Mr. Lake, are you going back?"

Peter asked with a smile when he saw Titus.

Titus nodded slightly, smiled, and said, "It's late. I'm going home to sleep.
"What did you do with those two fools?"

Peter smiled and said nothing. He only reached out his hand and pointed to Sky
Room 10.

Titus let out a burst of laughter at this.

"Hahaha! Peter, you did great! Hahaha, it's killing me!

"I'm gonna go now. I'll come again next time."

Titus patted Peter on the shoulder.

Millie, Cynthia, and Winnie were confused, not understanding the meaning of
Peter's conversation with

Titus.

However, no one would explain it to them. The three women were young, so it
was better if they knew nothing.

They bid goodbye to Peter and walked out of Black Gold Bar.

Before they could breathe some fresh air, dozens of thuglooking men surrounded
them.

Everyone had differently-colored hair and was dressed strangely. You could tell
they were thugs.

The leader with bleached blonde hair walked up to Titus, looked at the phone,
and sized up Titus.

He asked, "Are you Titus Lake?"

"Hmm? What do you want from me?"

Titus glanced at him and said scornfully.

Lowlife thugs were not someone he, the heir of the Lake family, would take
seriously.

Seeing Titus' confidence, the blonde leader was also a little stunned.

He might be a thug, but he was smart.

None of the people in front of him showed any signs of panic or fear when they
saw them.