Flynn, dressed sharply in a suit, strode into the hall.
Rose followed behind him, clad in a stunning gown that hugged her curves, her lips a striking red, a vision of beauty.
She clutched her purse, her eyes filled with surprise and helplessness.
On the way there, she had tried to advise Flynn, never expecting him to be so stubborn and to immediately confront Zion.
“Flynn!”
Harriet Hamilton, in a flowing white gown, ran up a few steps to greet him, her eyes brimming with joy.
Flynn was her only hope that day.
Odin Hamilton couldn’t help but stand up, surprised at his friend’s righteous support.
To think he would dare assist the Hamilton family under such circumstances.
But brother, that’s Zion you’re confronting. Just because you know some big shots in Niarak doesn’t mean you can speak to Zion like that!
Compared to Pelens, Niarak is much smaller.
Flynn, when compared to Zion, is like a governor to a provincial prince-a vast difference.
The guests’ expressions changed dramatically.
Even Lysander King frowned, a chill of sternness rising.
Xavier Caldwell’s heart skipped a beat.
This kid actually showed up!
A brash young man who crashed the party for love?
The Grandmasters behind Zion stared intently at Flynn, their gazes sharp as knives, chilling those around them.
Madeline was taken aback.
Has he lost his mind?
It’s one thing to be a nuisance in Niarak, but with Lysander King and other bigwigs from the six cities and nineteen towns around, he still dares to be reckless?
“Harriet, tell me the truth, do you want to go back to Pelens?” Flynn asked.
Harriet Hamilton lowered her head, “No…I don’t want to, but…”
She bit her lip hard, tears glistening in her eyes, and clutched Flynn’s arm, pleading:
“Flynn, you’ve done enough for me, please promise me no more…”
“If you don’t want to go, then no one can force you!” Flynn declared decisively.
Boom!
The venue erupted.
“Who is this guy? He’s got some nerve, openly defying Lysander King like that?”
“My God, someone from a small place like Niarak daring to challenge Lysander King, truly ignorance is bliss!”
“In a place like Pelens, no one dares to disrespect Lysander King like this; he’s digging his own grave!”
The crowd burst into discussion, fear and shock evident in their eyes.
No one expected Flynn to be so bold as to speak such defiance to Zion.
And judging from the conversation and demeanor, Harriet Hamilton seems to have feelings for this young man!
He’s likely in for a rough time today.
Seeing the two so close, Zion’s eyes narrowed sharply, and a formidable presence surged, quickly enveloping Xavier Caldwell.
It was like a mountain collapsing before him, causing Xavier Caldwell to feel dizzy, his body trembling uncontrollably as he knelt on the ground, his face showing terror:
“Master, I warned him, but he wouldn’t listen!”
From the moment Zion appeared, it had only been half an hour, and already he had smoldered twice in such a small place as Niarak-no wonder Xavier Caldwell was frightened.
Madeline shook her head, scoffing at Flynn’s reckless character.
Flynn, don’t think I don’t know your ways, casting your net wide chasing women after getting out of jail.
Harriet Hamilton is one of your targets, isn’t she?
The last time we talked, I made it clear that there’s no chance between us.
You know there’s no future with me.
So you set your hopes on Harriet Hamilton, right?
Knowing she was to return to Pelens, never to be seen again, and no chance for a kiss, so you came here to stop it, attempting the impossible?
Flynn, do you realize?
Defying power is indeed courageous and admirable, but showing off your bravery when faced with overwhelming force only shows that you’re foolish.
Just like the African honey badger, nicknamed “Flat-headed brother” for its bravery and slightly larger size than a cat, it takes on the sky, the earth, and even lions, much to the delight of netizens.
But didn’t it end up getting killed by a lion?
Is that courage?
No, that’s foolishness! Brain-dead! Suicidal!
“Oh, I remember now, his name is Flynn, from Rose’s place!”
“Hmm? Now that you mention it, I do recall him. He’s been quite the talk of the town lately!”
“Isn’t he the convict who married into the Kaur family? Doesn’t he have a wife? Right! Madeline, she’s here today too. Where is she? Why doesn’t she drag him away? Isn’t she ashamed?”
Some of the guests who had attended Lilia’s parties recognized Flynn, and all eyes turned to Madeline.
Maisie Carlisle sneered, “Dad, see? Your daughter is inherently low, taking up with some lowlife as his mistress!”
Zion turned his head, glaring coldly at Madeline, his eyes brewing a storm of ice and frost.
Like a dragon eyeing a sheep, his look was terrifying.
Madeline couldn’t bear Zion’s daunting presence; she felt as if thorns were on her back, almost scared to death.
She immediately disassociated herself from Flynn: “Lysander King, please understand, Flynn and I are divorced, and we have nothing to do with each other!”
“And I divorced him because he was messing around!”
After saying this, she quickly pulled out the divorce certificate and hurriedly presented it to Zion.
Since her divorce, she had used the divorce certificate several times to prove her point.
She was fed up!
Flynn, why did you have to appear in my world? Why?
I hate you, despise you, am annoyed by you!
I never want to have anything to do with you again, you don’t even deserve to be a stranger to me!
Hearing Madeline’s words, a cold expression appeared on Rose’s face.
Madeline, didn’t you divorce Flynn because he was incompetent and not worthy of you?
How come the reason has changed here?
To save yourself, you really dare to throw all kinds of dirt on Flynn!
Harriet Hamilton looked at Flynn, full of guilt.
She had implicated Flynn again…
Zion glanced at the photograph, then his gaze fell on Rose: “You must be Rose, I’ve heard about you a few times.”
“Your company is doing well, but the management is poor. How can you tolerate such people?”
Facing Zion’s redirected hostility, Rose’s reaction was starkly different.
She glanced at Flynn indifferently and said, “Flynn is indeed my friend. His actions do not represent me, but I support any decision he makes!”
Rose had previously said she would stand by Flynn through thick and thin, no matter what happened.
Although she didn’t know if Flynn could outmatch Zion, she still stood by him unconditionally.
“Support his every decision?” Zion laughed coldly.
“So, it seems you two came here to cause trouble?”
His voice was not loud, but it carried an endless threat, and a tremendous pressure descended like the sky itself, enveloping the entire venue.
Nearby guests were so frightened they nearly knelt down, feeling as if their necks were being locked, almost suffocating.
Everyone understood that Zion was furious.
When Lysander King gets angry, it could mean a bloodbath!
Rose and Flynn were done for!