Semua Bab Guardian-In-Law: Bab 1271 - Bab 1280

Upon hearing Faye, Greg turned around. He saw a bunch of hippies riding their bikes toward him. The hippies left a strong impression on Greg and Faye. The two of them trembled the moment they saw the group. The leader of the hippies was Conan, and he had a young woman behind him on his bike. “Haha! Kaze, you are dead!” Greg laughed at Kaze before he went up to Conan, attentively helping him down the bike. “Young Master Conan, be careful. Watch your step…” “Dogshit, what are you doing?” Conan was shocked by Greg’s attentiveness. It even replaced his anger for a moment. “Mr. Queen, I was terribly sorry about yesterday. This is the least I can do to make it up to you.” Greg bowed and said politely, “Mr. Queen, that pretentious bastard Kaze is also here.” “Kaze… He’s here?!” Conan was shaken by the name. He looked in the direction Greg pointed and saw Kaze smiling at him. His expression turned grim. The first thought that surged into his mind was to run away. Gr

Crack! Following a heavy thud, Greg’s arm was broken. Both Faye and the people from the foundation were terrified. The person in charge of the South River State branch of the Red Foundation had his arm broken without resisting. It was at that moment that Faye and the others realized how terrifying Kaze was, especially Faye. She regretted everything she said to Kaze. “Aaaargh!” Greg cried excruciatingly. He had a feeling the second swing would take his life. When he saw Conan exercising his arm for a second swing, he bit the bullet and shouted, “Mr. Lee! Please spare me! Spare me and I will release a statement online! I will apologize to your wife and the guild!” Kaze smiled. “Greg, you are in no position to negotiate terms with me.” Crack! The bat was swung at Greg’s leg this time, breaking his leg. “You piece of shit. How dare you name your terms? Whatever Brother Kaze says, you do it, or I will break every bone in your body!” Conan shouted fiercely, perfectly

Kaze’s voice was as cold as a blizzard. The three hundred million was the combined donation of all the members of Lilyrose Commerce Guild, yet the Red Foundation used it illegally to fund Lil Dee’s donation campaign. In other words, Lil Dee had not donated a dime yet due to the foundation’s marketing but he became the philanthropist that donated a billion. It was a fraud. The Lilyrose Commerce Guild which donated three hundred million was accused and blacklisted because of the foundation’s misleading marketing. For a moment there, Kaze wanted to slap Faye out of existence, but he knew it was not entirely her fault. The woman was just a small fry in charge of a tiny branch in Lilyrose. She had no power to move such a huge amount of money alone. The foundation and Lee Investment must be behind this together, trying to increase Lil Dee’s value, trying to make him their money tree. In modern society, views and attention were king. The amount of profit that a famous influe

Seeing the storekeeper’s terrible attitude, Darcy was furious. She stepped up and argued, “If my mom and aunt really stole things from your store, you should call the cops and not ask the security to slap them and throw them out! What is that attitude? I demand an explanation!” She sounded frosty. As the president of Lilyrose Commerce Guild and the chairwoman of two big companies, Darcy gained a strong aura and confidence. In addition to her beautiful looks, the commotion attracted all the attention in the store. Even the regular shoppers outside were captivated by her looks and voice. “Paladia Moose’s security slapped a customer? For real?” “I think it’s true. I heard something went down here and they claimed a customer stole from them.” “Look at the two ladies and that beautiful young woman. They don’t look like thieves.” “God knows. I’m just here for the show.” The customers were engaged in a heated discussion. As a crowd gathered, the storekeeper’s expression tu

Darcy had grown into a strong woman in the business world and she learned how to see the dark side of people. If Paladia Moose had the nerve to hit and throw out its customers, the store manager, Vilma, must more or less be involved. Vilma might be smiling but it might be a mask that veiled her true intentions. Darcy did not want to settle the dispute in private. Once she entered Vilma’s turf, she would be in a disadvantageous position. Vilma did not expect Darcy to reject. Anger flashed in her eyes for a moment. She smiled awkwardly and said, “Alright then, let’s talk here. I wonder what you propose, Ms. Quint.” Darcy said, “It’s simple. Refund us for the faulty sweaters. I want the storekeeper who ordered the security to throw my mother and aunt out, to apologize. And bring out the storekeeper who slapped my mother. Let me slap her twice.” Previously, Darcy would never choose violence, at most an apology would be enough to solve the dispute. However, her mother was st