Looking pale, Eleanor tried to stand up but failed. She said with difficulty to Carson, "Yes, Mitchell must have a reason for doing that."Carson glared. "What did you say? You're an idiot. How dare you say that?"Carson went right up to Eleanor and kicked her again.No one defended Eleanor, even though she looked miserable.Even Michael, who was her grandfather, looked ghastly pale.What kind of a granddaughter would say in front of so many people that she would forgive Mitchell if he hurt Michael?It was a disgrace to the Carver family and him."Take her away and ground her for three months. She's not allowed to leave the house!"Michael let out a sigh as Eleanor was forcibly taken away."Oh, what's all this?" Michael lamented.Theodore said, "Old Master Carver, you should teach your granddaughter a lesson. You can't let her do whatever she wants. I’ll forgive this since we've been friends for years. But this would not be overlooked by others.""Oh." Michael sighed again a
A slightly bored Zander started complaining to Sean at the villa."Mr. Lennon, although you got yourself a security company, Old Master Davis' staff are only filling in temporarily. What are you going to do?"Sean replied, "We'll start recruiting by offering high salaries. We don't lack money. Besides, doesn't the Lake family have a secret armed force, Rose Sword?"Hearing this, Zander could not help but exclaim, "No way! Training alone takes up a lot of time."However, Zander, who said this, thought of something and shut up again.They could filter out the talents. The more money they offered, the more people were willing to join. There would surely be hidden talents among the participants. After two or three months of Sean's intense training, perhaps they could make the cut."We're not short of money or time, right?"Zander nodded determinedly in response to Sean's words."The security company's opening ceremony is tomorrow. Mr. Lennon, have you decided on the name of the com
He glanced at the hall on the first floor. "But from the looks of it, you don't have many connections, Mr. Lennon. It's alright if you're lucky enough to get business, but if you don't... Tsk, tsk, tsk... You'll probably go out of business."Somewhat upset to hear this, Zander stepped forward."Why are you so mean? Why are you saying such things on our opening day? We didn't even invite you."Joel gave Zander a scornful look."Mr. Lennon, you're bad at managing your staff. Since when does he have the right to speak for you? How ridiculous."Joel clapped his hands before Sean could answer."Let's not discuss these unpleasant things first. Someone come and open my gift for Mr. Lennon."Four people immediately opened the gift box when they heard that.A coffin big enough to fit a man appeared in the hall.Joel, standing in front of the coffin, stopped pretending. His polite appearance turned straight into conceit and disdain. He sneered loudly at Sean."What do you think, Mr. Le
Then he lost his temper. What are you doing? What do you mean by sending people flying to me?"Do you know how much my glasses cost? Do you still want your job?"Sean's side went up in laughter as soon as he said that.Hearing the laughter, Joel became even more upset.The man standing in front of him said to him, "Are you talking to us?"Joel froze before fixing his gaze on the man, only to realize that the man standing before him was Sean's employee, and there was not a scratch on his body.On the other hand, his man was lying miserably on the ground.His elbows were covered with bruises. By the looks of his arms, the man might lose them if he was not treated in time."I'm sorry, Boss," the man uttered feebly.Hearing this, Joel was ashamed and annoyed.Joel thought he could crush Sean, yet he made a fool of himself instead.No one would accept the fact that they humiliated themselves.Joel glared at Sean."Mr. Wilmer, you don't look very pleased."Joel replied, "Yes. I
Joel frowned slightly at the sight.He thought, 'It seems the short man's really good! Will my man be...'Joel shook his head at the thought.'That's impossible. This is the best man I have. There's no way he would be defeated by the short man Sean picked randomly,' Joel thought.Besides, the short man was nimbly dodging his thug's attacks, but that was just for now.It would not be long before his thug defeated Sean's man. After all, his thug would never allow the short man to challenge him like this.It was absurd to think that a buff man would lose to the weak and short man.At that moment, the thug punched at the short man's head.The short man calmly dodged the thug's punch and used it as a leverage point to leap into the air and landed two punches on the thug's cheek.He was so fast that the thug did not have time to react.With two dull thumps, the thug howled miserably and fell to the ground.His face was covered in bruises, his nose was crooked, and blood was pourin
"How about this? Let's have a combat simulation!""Oh?"Joel explained slightly.Each party would send one person as the other's hostage.Each would also send 20 men to try to save their hostage while defeating each other as much as possible.Whoever saved their hostage was the winner.Sean replied, "That sounds fun. Do you mind if I direct them personally?""Suit yourself." Joel chuckled, but he inwardly mocked Sean again.'Does he think this is a movie? Direct? What can he do?'However, he let Sean do what he wanted. Joel had a lot of confidence in winning the game.Ten minutes later, each party selected a place in the building where the hostages would be watched by two people.Each party would also pick out 20 people.Since the building had 24 floors, it was simply divided in half.The first through the 12th floor belonged to Sean, and the 13th through the 24th floor belonged to Joel.When 20 people from each party had taken their place, the competition began.Joel lo
The moment Joel knew he had lost, his expression could not be worse.He was so angry that he ripped the mini microphone out of his ear, threw it on the ground, and stomped on it until it was crushed.Then, he stared into Sean's eyes, looking furious. His body shook violently with anger."Are you a sore loser?" Sean asked in reply.Zander held out his hand to Joel. "Okay, you lost. The mini microphone is ours. You broke it, so you have to compensate us. You also need to pay half of the cost of the site and the props. Everything rounds up to 20 thousand dollars. Pay up.""You! You!" Joel was so angry he could not speak.Joel's staff, who had lost the competition, had also come down. They all looked disheveled as they weakly greeted Joel."Sorry, Boss. We lost.""F*cking shut up! You worthless bastards! Losers! Buffoons!" Joel shouted hysterically.Zander, staring at Joel, shook his head."Tsk, tsk, tsk. You're the owner of a security company, but you're a sore loser. Aren't you
"After all, Boss had it built quickly to mock them."Another person replied, "It doesn't make sense if you say it's bad quality. Even if it's a pile of scrap wood, can you break it with a slap? You'll only break one spot at most. The whole coffin is broken into pieces!"That shows how strong Mr. Lennon is."The security guards on Sean's side became excited and looked at Sean with respect and admiration.After all, with someone like that standing before them, how could people who made a living with their fighting skills not be envious?"All hail Mr. Lennon. He's as strong as Hercules!""Yeah! He's so handsome. He's my idol!"Amid the noisy discussion, Sean's gaze fell on Joel."Mr. Wilmer, if you provoke me again, you'll end up like this coffin."Hearing this, Joel immediately shivered and froze on the spot.He planned to fight Sean alone.However, his idea seemed as ridiculous as throwing straws against the wind.What Sean had shown he could do was amazing.With Sean's str