All Chapters of The CEO's Secret Weapon: Her Husband: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

"What are you all doing with the metal rods in your hands?" Damian asked, looking at the gangster with the corners of his lips curled up in a half-smile.The gangster was the very same person who had been with Bobby at the barbecue restaurant last night, Rocky Jackman. And he had witnessed firsthand how fierce and ruthless Damian could be when fighting back.Rocky's knees began to shake when he recognized Damian. When Damian asked him the question, he hurriedly forced a sheepish smile at him and spoke in a frightened voice, "N-Nothing, sir. I just… I just wanted to know if…if you'd like to watch some…pole dancing, maybe?""Sure. Let's see what you've got," Damian said, crossing his arms over his chest, looking thoroughly amused and interested. "You're not allowed to leave if I'm not happy with your dance."Rocky's knees nearly gave out when he heard that. He had just simply come up with a random excuse to get out of the situation. He didn't think he'd actually have to dance for rea

"Sandra Walters?"Damian was shocked as well. Wasn't she the receptionist at Spencer Corporation? "Do you even know what time it is?" Chet chided Sandra with a cold huff, his face as black as thunder.Sandra panicked. She hurriedly tried to explain herself. "Mr. Womack, I rushed over as soon as I got the call! But this place is too far from my place. I couldn't possibly make it here in ten minutes!"Chet frowned and looked at her haughtily. He then laughed coldly and said, "Don't give me your pathetic excuses. How dare you be late for such an important event like today? Do you know how much your mistake has cost us tonight?"You're not getting paid a single penny for this entire month!""What?" Sandra was completely shocked. She panicked when she heard what Chet said. "Mr. Womack! You can't possibly withhold my pay for the month! You know that my situation is very tight right now.""Ha! I don't fucking care!" Chet said with a scoff. "You want your pay? No problem. Come meet me

What the hell?Franklin looked as though he'd just been struck. His legs turned to jelly, and he nearly fell to the floor in shock.Wasn't this Damian Luther?Meanwhile, Chet was still fanning the fire while standing next to him. "Mr. Webb, do you know what that little fucker did just now? If we don't teach him a lesson today, we're going to—"Before Chet could finish his words, however, Franklin had already punched him in the face."You fucking jerk!" Franklin roared at Chet and rushed at him, knocking him to the ground before continuously kicking at his body over and over while spilling curses from his mouth."You idiot, Chet Womack! What did I tell you earlier? I told you to treat Mr. Luther with utmost respect when he arrived! And you fucking called the security guards on him? Why don't you just go and kill yourself, you nitwit!"Franklin was outraged. Damian was a huge, prominent figure who could chat easily and laugh along with Kane and Fergus! It hadn't been easy for him

"Surely you jest, Mr. Luther. Food is provided on both floors, of course," Franklin said sheepishly as he wiped the sweat off his brow.He thought to himself that Damian always seemed to say the most unpredictable things. Perhaps big shots all had a unique sense of humor."There's food on both floors, huh? In that case, we'll join the celebration on the second floor," Damian replied.Since there was food available wherever he went, he'd much rather hang out with the younger guests. Was he supposed to listen in on the older guests discussing business instead? That would undoubtedly bore him to death."Certainly. Allow me to escort you over," Franklin quickly offered."It's fine. You can go back to the other guests. Sandra and I can find our own way."Damian noticed that Sandra was quite uneasy with Franklin around, so it was better to send him off.Franklin was a whiz when it came to reading the room. He immediately got the message and smiled, saying, "I shall leave you two to it

"Throw these two out!" Roy barked, fury written all over his face.Since when could lowly people like security guards and receptionists waltz into a place like this?It was utterly ridiculous!"Wait a minute," Harry abruptly called out. Smiling at Roy, he said, "You'd be going too easy on them if you just threw them out, Mr. Powers. Lowly scum like them should crawl out of here like the dogs they are. They need to be taught a lesson they won't forget."Martin burst into laughter. "That's a good idea! Do as he says, Mr. Powers. Let them get on their knees and crawl out of here like dogs!"Eyes flashing with contempt, Roy looked at Damian and Sandra. "Didn't you hear what Mr. Cline said? Get on your knees and crawl out of here at once!"Sandra grabbed Damian's arm tightly, her face turning pale from fear. "What should we do, Damian?"However, Damian simply munched on a piece of chicken, saying, "Don't worry. I've got this."Pointing at Harry, he remarked, "He doesn't have an invi