Just then, Julie and Jose entered, gasping in shock.
"Boss!" They both bowed, trembling with fear.
Jose dashed toward the frying pan that had caught fire and slammed it down, extinguishing the flames.
"Oh no!" Candy gasped, biting hard on her lips.
"Dickson," Raymond called out.
"Boss," Dickson replied, bowing.
"There's no need to keep this mosquito here until her father comes for her… Send her to the brothel house to make money, so she doesn't burn down my mansion," he ordered, his voice sharp with fury.
"Fuck!" Julie and Jose gasped, pity washing over them for Candy.
Dickson stepped toward Candy, gripping her arms and dragging her forward.
"No! No! No! I'm not going to any damn brothel! I won't be a prostitute and make money for your shitty clan!" Candy struggled, but Dickson's hold was unyielding.
Julie and Jose's eyes widened at her audacity—daring to speak to the boss that way. Raymond ignored her entirely, his attention fixed on issuing orders.
"And punish Jose and Julie for letting her into the kitchen," he added. Julie and Jose dropped to their knees, bowing and apologizing profusely.
"Let me go!" Candy cried, tears streaking her face. Raymond didn't respond; he just turned to walk away.
"Let me go, RAYMOND MONSTER!" she yelled.
Raymond froze mid-step, chewing his bubblegum as his red eyes flared. Dickson stared down at Candy, shocked. Julie and Jose's mouths fell open.
"So I won't see Candy again… Boss will kill her," Jose whispered to Julie.
Julie shook her head, her face full of sorrow. "I warned her, but she didn't listen," she whispered back.
Raymond turned slowly, his face a mask of fury. Candy shivered as he marched toward her.
Before she could react, he grabbed her by the neck, strangling her with terrifying force. She gasped, clawing at his hands, but it was futile—his grip tightened with every second.
"How dare you!" His voice was cold, sharp. His red eyes pierced hers, now rimmed with tears. "How dare you speak my name with your filthy mouth!"
He dragged her until her back slammed against the counter. She pressed her hands to his, trying to pry them off. A single hot tear slipped from her eye and landed on his hand.
Like magic, Raymond released her, turning away, his back rigid.
Candy coughed and gasped for air. Julie and Jose watched the scene unfold like a horror movie—they had expected him to strangle her to death, yet he had let her live.
"What's going on?" they whispered, confused and terrified.
"Dickson," Raymond called, and Dickson bowed instantly.
"Lock her up in the deepest part of the Python Prison," he ordered, then walked away without another word.