All Chapters of Last Man Standing: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

"Yaneth Scott, we're not buddies, so zip it!" Talia frowned, her beauty marred by annoyance."Ha! Struck a nerve, did I? Are you mad because I'm right?" sneered Yaneth with a chilling laugh."Talia, who's this?" Howard asked, giving Yaneth a quick once-over before turning to Talia."She's Tasha's right-hand woman, the deputy manager of marketing," Talia replied."And who might this be? Your boyfriend?" Yaneth's eyes roamed over Howard, a warm thrill running through her.Howard was the epitome of her ideal man, from his handsome features to his impressive build. There was something about the regal way he carried himself that she found utterly captivating."Hi, I'm Yaneth. And you are?" she said, pausing to offer a hand with a sultry smile."You should apologize to Talia now, or you're going to be out of a job real soon," Howard said calmly.Yaneth paused, then let out a hearty laugh. "Well, aren't you funny? I like that," she said, her smile widening."You've got a minute to th

Walter's father had moved mountains to land that contract. He called in favors left and right, and shelled out a fortune to clinch it. If it fell through, Walter's world would come crashing down, and his father... Well, he would disown Walter, no doubt."Oh? The mighty Beech family comes crawling?" Howard's smirk was as icy as the Arctic."I... I'm truly sorry, I admit it. I'm begging you..." Walter's apologies spilled out in a torrent.After his plea, he scanned the room desperately. Spotting Tasha, he made a beeline for her. "Tasha, please, talk to Mr. Lincoln for me! Get him to forgive me...""Get out of my face, you loser!" Tasha's kick sent him sprawling.She was done with Walter. After all the time she had wasted on him, doing his bidding, and he had the gall to ask for her help? She was so angry that she could stab him!"Mr. Albert Jenkins, please, I'm begging you! Talk to Mr. Lincoln for me..." Walter turned to Albert, pleading for a lifeline."Mr. Beech, you truly disap

"Thanks a bunch, Mr. Troy!" replied Jolie with a seductive smile.She was a sight to behold with her upper half adorned in a plunging sweater, complemented by a white gold necklace that graced her neck. Her lower half was encased in form-fitting jeans, showcasing her voluptuous figure."Jolie, isn't your club opening next month?" another suave gentleman inquired, his gaze lingering as he gulped."You're right, Mr. Abbott. Make sure you're there for the grand opening!" Jolie answered with a playful grin."Wouldn't miss it for the world!" he declared, nodding emphatically. "I'll sign up for the top-tier membership right away. I'll be there daily, just to see you, Jolie!"Jolie's laughter was light and infectious. "I appreciate it, Mr. Abbott!""Jolie, it's been just a month, but you look even more radiant!" A lady adorned in jewels approached with her wine glass. "Seems like Yadon and Quentin have been keeping busy!""Madam Carlson, you're the one who's ageless!" Jolie chuckled, t

Jolie leveled the gun at Howard's brow. "Think you're hot stuff, huh? Let's see you strut now!""Think these guns are your ticket to safety?" Howard's face was the picture of serenity."You're pushing it, big time!" Jolie was irked by Howard's unflappable demeanor under the gunpoint. She then warned, "Apologize now, or it's a one-way trip to hell for you!""Given your bravado, I'll grant you one shot," Howard said, his voice as detached as ice."You're clueless about your own mortality!" Jolie, teetering on the edge of fury, glared and squeezed the trigger.Bang!The gunshot reverberated across the courtyard. A collective gasp rippled through the crowd, their faces morphing with fear once more.Jolie dared to attempt murder in full view of an audience—utterly brazen!However, in the next instant, everyone's faces registered pure shock.Clink!The bullet, as if bewitched, plummeted to the ground mere inches from Howard, ringing out with a metallic ping.What in the world!? Was

Jolie's scream echoed Howard's grim promise, but it was cut short. A spray of blood misted in front of the tombstone before silence returned.Howard's eyes brimmed with tears, his voice thick with emotion. "Dad, Jolie's gone to make her peace with you. Whether you forgive her, well, that's your call."Also, tonight, I'm bringing everyone involved in that mess to say they're sorry." He straightened up, bowed three times with deep reverence, and then gave his next order.When he returned to the car, Howard's gaze was steely as he addressed Yoel, "Let the Judge know, we're heading to the Austins'.""Got it!" Yoel replied, his nod full of gravity.…At six o'clock, the Austin mansion was tense. The ashen-face Terry sat on the couch, surrounded by the family's inner circle."Any word on Lucas, little bro?" Terry's voice was heavy with concern."Nothing." Vonn shook his head. "Been calling since yesterday. No answer.""I've had people check his usual spots, too. No sign of him, and