“Okay!” The waiter nodded and proceeded to pack the leftovers for Chris Shelby. Lysander Frost’s face filled with disdain as he watched. “A country bumpkin will always be a country bumpkin, coming to a grand hotel and taking leftovers, how embarrassing!” However, for Lysander Frost, the more embarrassing Chris Shelby was, the better-it meant he had a better chance with Esther.
Lysander glanced at the table strewn with leftover dishes, his face speechless with disbelief. He really wondered if Chris Shelby hadn’t eaten in a hundred years. How could he possibly eat that much? Holding the packed leftovers, Chris Shelby said to Esther, “Dear, I’m full. Let’s go now.”
“Okay!” Esther nodded and promptly stood up.
Chris Shelby turned to Lysander Frost with a smile. “Mr. Piper, thanks for the meal.”
Lysander Frost sneered, “It’s just a meal, nothing significant. When you come to Middleton, I’ll treat you to a real feast. The chefs there are truly royal.”
Seeing Lysander still putting on airs, Chris Shelby couldn’t help but scoff silently. This Lysander Frost was really something; was he trained at a doll factory, always ready to put on airs?
“Dear, let’s go,” Chris Shelby said.
Seeing Chris Shelby and Esther preparing to leave, Lysander Frost suddenly couldn’t sit still. After all, he had invited them with the goal of wooing Esther. If Esther left, wouldn’t his efforts today be wasted?
“Wait a second!” Lysander Frost shouted.
Chris Shelby turned around, his face a mix of amusement and inquiry, “What, Mr. Piper, you want to treat me to supper now?”
At this, Lysander Frost’s face darkened. Was Chris Shelby reincarnated from a starving ghost? All he knew was eating!
Lysander Frost, with a stern face, said, “Chris Shelby, I want to have a serious talk with you.”
“Huh?” Chris Shelby was momentarily taken aback, then chuckled lightly and turned to Esther, “Dear, you go ahead, I’ll have a good chat with Mr. Piper.”
“But, dear…” Esther looked worried as she saw Chris Shelby preparing to stay back alone.
Chris Shelby patted Esther on the shoulder and reassured, “There’s nothing to worry about, dear. I’ll be fine. Go on ahead.”
Knowing Chris Shelby’s capabilities, Esther nodded and turned to leave.
After Esther left, Chris Shelby took a sip of his drink and said with a light smile, “So, Mr. Piper, what did you want to talk about that required me to stay?”
“Hmph!” Lysander Frost snorted coldly and said, “Chris Shelby, I’ll cut to the chase. I fancy your wife. Lend her to me for a few days. Don’t worry, I won’t take advantage without compensation. Whatever your conditions, name them, and I’ll meet them.”
Hearing this, Chris Shelby’s face gradually grew icy. He had initially planned to tease Lysander Frost a bit.
He hadn’t expected Lysander Frost to be so audacious, daring to admit his interest in his wife right to his face-utterly reckless!
Chris Shelby scoffed coldly, “Lysander Frost, you think just because you’re a young master of the Frost family that I’d be afraid of you? To be honest, I’ve never considered you significant at all. And as for your Frost family, in my eyes, they’re nothing but a fart!”
“Lysander Frost, you’re courting death!” Lysander Frost’s face twisted malignantly. The Frost family was one of the top ten noble families in Amerosia, and in Chris Shelby’s eyes, they were merely a fart?
Chris Shelby was unbearably arrogant, completely disregarding the Frost family.
Lysander Frost clenched his teeth and said, “Chris Shelby, do you even know what you’re saying? Are you trying to oppose the Frost family?”
With a mocking face, Chris Shelby responded, “Do you, a mere Lysander Frost, think you represent the entire Frost family? Don’t overestimate yourself; you’re nothing special, just born into a better situation. I advise you to quickly leave the East Coast and stop provoking me, or else don’t blame me for not being polite!”
“You dare, Chris Shelby!”
Bang!
Lysander Frost slammed the table forcefully, standing up with a face full of anger.
As the young master of the Frost family, he had never been spoken to like this.
Chris Shelby’s words were unbearable for Lysander Frost.
“Come forth!”
Whoosh! Whoosh!
At his command, two shadows appeared before him like ghosts.
These shadows were Lysander Frost’s personal bodyguards, tasked with ensuring his safety. Both guards exuded a powerful aura, clearly practitioners from the Transcendence realm!
Lysander Frost glared at Chris Shelby with a threatening look, “Chris Shelby, I’ll give you one last chance. Lend me your wife for a few days, and I’ll act as if nothing happened. If you disagree, don’t blame me for being ruthless!”
“Get lost!”
Chris Shelby spat out the word without any hesitation.
In an instant, Lysander Frost’s face was filled with murderous intent.
“Chris Shelby, since you’re courting death, don’t blame me. Attack!”
Swoosh! Swoosh!
Without hesitation, the two bodyguards charged at Chris Shelby.
Their speed was incredible, reaching Chris Shelby in the blink of an eye.
Chris Shelby, calm, appeared utterly unconcerned about the two bodyguards.
The bodyguards reached out simultaneously to grab his shoulders.
If caught, Chris Shelby’s arms would certainly be disabled.
Chris Shelby snorted coldly, clenched his fists, and threw punches with both hands.
Bang! Bang!
With two loud noises, the bodyguards were sent flying and crashed heavily to the ground, unable to move.
“This…”
Seeing this, Lysander Frost’s face was a picture of shock.
He had never imagined Chris Shelby to be so formidable.
These were Transcendence realm practitioners!
Even within the Frost family, they were among the top practitioners.
Yet, they hadn’t withstood a single move from Chris Shelby.
Could Amerosia Primus be so terrifying?
Chris Shelby looked up, his eyes coldly fixed on Lysander Frost, “Lysander Frost, it’s your turn now!”
Seeing Chris Shelby’s icy gaze, a chill ran through Lysander Frost.
He gritted his teeth, “Chris Shelby, don’t mess around! Remember, I am the young master of the Frost family. The Frost family won’t let you get away with this!”
“Silence!”
Whoosh!
Chris Shelby moved swiftly to Lysander Frost’s side.
Slap!
With a crisp sound, Chris Shelby slapped Lysander Frost hard across the face.
The slap was so powerful that half of Lysander Frost’s face immediately swelled up, and several of his teeth flew out.
“Chris Shelby, you…”