Chapter 452 – Here's Your Gold
Lux smiled—innocent, almost sweet again.
He turned to the trembling girls.
"Here's your gold," he said softly.
They didn't move.
Didn't breathe.
He pointed lazily toward the body on the floor. "He's worth around 5.2 million, depending on the market. All yours. As long as you can cut it."
One of the girls whimpered. "Cut…?"
Lux gestured toward the bar counter.
There—knives. Dozens of them.
Silver steak knives, bottle cutters, a champagne sabre.
The kind meant for parties.
Now?
For pieces.
Lux smiled again, softer now. "He wanted to burn things for profit. I gave him a better business model."
Then he turned.
Just like that.
Not waiting for thanks.
Not watching them freeze in fear.
He walked toward the door, every step quiet, measured.
Behind him, the sound came slow—metal scraping wood.
A sob.
A whisper of greed breaking through terror.
He didn't look back.
Because he knew how it always went.
