That receptionist was right. It was true that their clients had done that in the past to maintain the club's reputation and business.

However, it was different this time.

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A few security officers foolishly jumped into action, but the manager shot them a sharp gaze, causing everyone to freeze on the spot.

They had no idea why their manager was telling them to stop, but since she had already given her orders, there was no need for them to go against her.

"Sir, you're completely ignoring the rules of Red Sage Club. Do you look down on me?"

Unfortunately, someone chose to step in just then. The one who had spoken was none other than Red Sage Club's boss, Samuel Sanders. He was the biological younger brother of the Sanders family head, Grant Sanders.

Given his identity, Samuel Sanders could get anything done in San Francisco without even lifting a hand. Because he had received news that someone was making a din in Red Sage Club, he had rushed over immediately.

That was why everyone had just seen him step in and try to stop Finn Taylor.

The female manager was shaken. She didn't know whether she should go up to stop her boss.

In the end, she chose to act as though nothing had happened. 'This is a fight between two big shots. If I interfere in it, there is only one possible ending to it—I would get killed after getting caught in the middle.'

"Scram!" Finn Taylor was still livid at this moment. 'This has nothing to do with Red Sage Club. If the other party is smart, I naturally won't make things difficult for the other party either. But if the other is foolish and tries to stop me, I'll have to let the other party experience the consequences of stopping me.'

"Oh? Aren't you going to let that person go now that I'm stepping in?"

'Does he not recognize me? Otherwise, why isn't he letting that guy go even after I told him to?' As such, Samuel Sanders plainly announced his identity. 'Even if he's never seen me before, he must've heard of me, right? He'll have to let that person go then.'

"I don't care who you are. Go away!"

Samuel Sanders had only told Finn Taylor his name because he didn't want to waste any time.

Of course, Finn Taylor didn't want to waste any time either.

Samuel Sanders shut his eyes and gestured for a white-haired elder to come forward.

His name was Cedric James, head of the martial arts James family. In recent years, their family had been on a decline, but Samuel Sanders had spotted Cedric James at a martial arts meet.

As such, Samuel Sanders had spent a huge fortune to keep Cedric James by his side.

The martial arts that the James family practiced emphasized the use of the whole body as a weapon.

Cedric James threw a curved punch, a whoosh sounding as his fist broke through the air.

"Scram!" However, Finn Taylor couldn't even be bothered to fight back. He simply shouted at the other.

For some reason, Cedric James felt as though his whole body was being crushed. He flew back and slammed against the glass door, shattering the glass door into bits and pieces.

In an instant, the entire club fell into dead silence.

Cedric James lay there as if he were a corpse.

Even Samuel Sanders's expression soured visibly. He had never imagined the person in front of him to be so vicious.

Finn Taylor casually flung Quinn Larson to the ground. 'I had initially wanted to find a place to teach Quinn Larson a lesson, but that doesn't seem necessary now. I'll do it right here.'

"Do you have a camera?" Finn Taylor looked up at Samuel Sanders, his eyes void of life.

But Samuel Sanders felt a chill run down his spine from that gaze. Finn Taylor's eyes made him seem as though he was the devil.

"O-of course." Samuel Sanders was terrified, and he dared not even put on airs as a member of the Sanders family. He was nothing more than a lackey now.

"Take a full set of photos of him." Finn Taylor found himself a chair, took a seat, and started ordering Samuel Sanders around.

If this had happened in the past, Samuel Sanders would've flared up and beaten anyone who dared to speak to him in this manner. But now, he didn't even dare to utter a word of complaint.

Under everyone's watchful gazes, he started taking a full set of photographs of Quinn Larson!

Because Finn Taylor had dragged the latter down, he was completely naked with not even a piece of clothing on him.

Finn Taylor reached out, and Samuel Sanders obediently handed the camera over. The former then flipped through the photos.

Samuel Sanders's photography skills weren't bad to say the least. He had managed to capture everything he should have.

Finn Taylor strolled up to Quinn Larson as he held the camera. Then, he stepped on the latter's face. "You'd better smarten up. Otherwise, I can't promise you that these photos won't make their way around."

Finn Taylor knew that the Larson family's Old Master—Joseph Larson—cared most about his family's reputation.

If Quinn Larson's photos were to be leaked, he wouldn't even have to consider inheriting the Larson family. In fact, the family's fourth branch might even be kicked out of the Larson family.

Nobody in the Larson family would allow such a blemish to exist.

After kicking Quinn Larson, Finn Taylor left Red Sage Club with his camera.

It was only when Finn Taylor disappeared into the distance that Samuel Sanders finally let out a sigh of relief.

Samuel Sanders had no idea who Finn Taylor was, but he did have a good understanding of Cedric James's skills. He had seen Cedric James break a ten-centimeter-thick steel board with his own eyes.

That was why he had spent so much to keep Cedric James by his side. However, the person he had just met had casually beaten Cedric James up.

'How powerful is that person?' Samuel Sanders had no idea and didn't even dare to think about it.

Red Sage Club's boss pointed at everyone present. "Don't you dare speak of this incident. I'll kill anyone who does."

Red Sage Club's workers naturally knew how vicious Samuel Sanders was. Following that warning, they quickly nodded, not daring to spill even the slightest detail of the incident.

Only that manager was still a little dazed. She was the only one amongst all of them who knew of Finn Taylor's status as a Peregrine card holder.

She was wondering how to look for that person. 'If I could get into a relationship with that person—even if just as a mistress or a fling—I would have more than enough for the rest of my life.'

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After leaving Red Sage Club, Finn Taylor headed to a darkroom to develop one of the photos that had been taken.

He then mailed it out. Of course, it was addressed to Hilary Stone.

This was Finn Taylor's warning to the latter. He hoped that this woman would understand respect.

After doing all that, he headed to the Larson Corporation. It wouldn't be long before his wife got off work.

By the time Finn Taylor arrived, his wife had just left the office.

Finn Taylor had bought a bouquet of flowers, wanting to give his wife a surprise.

But as she received the bouquet, her face was filled with worry. She handed him a card.

Finn Taylor took a look at it—it was an invitation.

A tea party—the host was also none other than Grant Sanders!