“Continue the investigation with Apollo, don’t act rashly, proceed quietly, I’ll be going to Pelens the day after tomorrow!”
Flynn hung up the phone after giving these instructions.
Turning around, he was surprised to see that the crowd that had gathered earlier had dispersed, everyone now seated at their own tables as if nothing had happened.
Flynn was startled for a moment, then walked towards his own seat, thinking that if Zion made a move, he’d break his legs.
Not kill him, but crippling should be fine, right?
Zion, you’re really lucky!
Harriet Hamilton saved you.
You get to live intact for a while longer, then wait for me to come and kill you.
Flynn glanced at Zion and sneered.
His thoughts appeared differently to others.
Surviving a disaster, he smiled.
A life spared, he smiled.
He had hit Lysander King’s daughter and still got away unscathed; the boy could boast about it for a while.
“Miss, I can see it now, Flynn is nothing but an opportunist!”
“Knowing that Harriet Hamilton protects him, Zion won’t touch him, so he dared to hit Maisie Carlisle.”
“And he guessed right!” Kimber glared at Flynn, thinking him despicable and exceptionally opportunistic.
Layla nodded slightly, saying indifferently, “I must say, Flynn is very bold, and he knows how to manipulate people’s emotions.”
“Unfortunately, how much longer can a jumping clown keep hopping? Once Harriet Hamilton returns to Pelens, his life is over.”
Zion is no pushover; those who have offended him haven’t lived past a month.
He’s not troubling Flynn now because he wants to stabilize Harriet Hamilton, but that doesn’t mean he’ll let it go.
Flynn returned to his seat.
Madeline said, “Do you even realize what you’re doing?”
“Layla even gives Maisie Carlisle some respect, and you dared to hit her?”
“If it wasn’t for Harriet Hamilton’s invitation, you wouldn’t even be able to see Lysander King’s face!”
“You and Lysander King are as different as a pauper and a king; he’s not someone you can provoke.”
“Nor is he a backdrop for you to boast about to your friends!”
This high-end banquet was beyond her reach without connections, let alone for someone like Flynn.
Madeline and Jade Calloway thought the same; Flynn was probably trying to provoke Zion to boost his own reputation.
Challenging Lysander King and coming out unscathed, what a boastful tale.
It was infuriating that his act had succeeded; under Harriet Hamilton’s mediation, Zion had actually spared his life.
Look, with Flynn’s despicable nature, he would definitely downplay Harriet Hamilton’s role and flaunt his tale of facing Zion alone and emerging unscathed!
Seeing Flynn silent, Madeline thought he had no retort and continued:
“I advise you, leave Shipmeda State as soon as possible, the farther the better, or go apologize to Zion, sincerely.”
“I think you should kneel down and apologize to Lysander King in front of everyone; he might just spare your life.”
“Oh, and Maisie Carlisle, she’s key, you’d better…”
Flynn, tired of this woman’s incessant nagging, wished he could just kill her.
“Annoying like a fly,” Flynn said with a look of disdain.
Rose also looked cold, feeling that Madeline’s actions had completely blocked her future.
The Kaur family was on a path to ruin!
“Heh… so you refuse to bow down?” Madeline crossed her arms, her eyes filled with disdain.
Such a brute, strong in limb but simple in mind, not yet realizing the gravity of the situation.
Thinking Zion’s forgiveness means no more troubles ahead?
A kind reminder, and he finds me annoying!
“I know you intervened just now to stand up for Harriet Hamilton.”
“But don’t delude yourself, she’s now Lysander King’s daughter, and after she mingles with the upper circle for a while, she won’t spare you another glance.”
“Harriet Hamilton will only marry a man who is an exceptional genius, a real standout,” they said.
“Give up on that dream now; you’re only embarrassing yourself!” they warned.
“Let’s be honest, with your current achievements, you shouldn’t be picky about looks when looking for a wife; average is just fine. You need to lower your standards,” they advised.
“People like Harriet Hamilton, Ms. Sharp, and top beauties like me from Niarak-you shouldn’t even hope for us, it’s pointless. We are way out of your league. It’s important to know your own limits and not aim too high…”
Flynn grew increasingly annoyed as he listened, finally bursting out, “Are you sick? I don’t want to deal with you, why do you keep babbling on?”
“I do like Harriet Hamilton, but it’s not romantic love; it’s familial love, as I’ve always treated her like a sister!” he clarified.
“I came here today for two reasons: to give a gift and to stop Harriet from going to Pelens!”
“And stop bringing up Lysander King in front of me; don’t spoil my mood with that insect!” he snapped.
Zion was annoying enough without this woman nagging about Lysander King at every turn.
It was truly infuriating.
At Flynn’s words, everyone around burst into laughter.
Madeline also felt her face flush with embarrassment, considering her past relationship with Flynn.
It was utterly humiliating.
How ungrateful of him, calling others insects-Layla wouldn’t dare look down on Zion like that.
To Madeline, Zion was the most significant figure she had ever met!
“Crazy!” Madeline turned her head away, resolved to ignore Flynn from then on.
Conversing with such a madman could only lower her intelligence.
“Flynn, I don’t need to go back to Pelens just yet,” Harriet announced.
“Someone will come to pick me up in five days,” she added, smiling.
“Huh?” Flynn was taken aback.
Wasn’t she still going back to Pelens in five days?
Clearly, Harriet Hamilton was under some threat, else she wouldn’t have agreed to return to Pelens.
As long as I’m here, no one can force her to leave Niarak!
“Good! Remember, as long as you don’t want to, no one can force you to do anything!” he reassured her.
“Did you bring back the Elixir of Vigor?” Flynn asked.
“Yes! Grandpa is looking after it,” Harriet Hamilton replied, sitting beside him.
Odin Hamilton also came over to thank Flynn for standing up for his sister.
He particularly thanked Rose for taking care of Harriet Hamilton, and they chatted for a while.
Harriet Hamilton invited Flynn to cut the cake.
Zion said nothing, but his mind was filled with murderous thoughts.
He had spared Flynn three times, yet the boy still didn’t take the hint, not distancing himself from Harriet Hamilton and instead becoming even more presumptuous.
And Harriet, I recognized you as my daughter today, shouldn’t I be the one cutting the cake with you?
Indeed, a dancer can’t raise a daughter of any merit-Harriet Hamilton is nowhere near Maisie Carlisle.
And the Elixir of Vigor, Maisie Carlisle gave it back to you, and you just accepted?
As Flynn and Harriet Hamilton cut the cake, Layla and her servant approached Rose:
“Kendal Roy is hosting a banquet tomorrow, and Ms. Sharp has agreed to go?” they inquired.
Rose smiled coldly and said lightly, “It seems Ms. Woods is quite concerned about whether I attend.”
Layla frowned slightly and said coolly, “This business war has lasted ten years; it’s time to end it. What does Ms. Woods plan to do tomorrow?”
“Submit or resist?”
At her level, she no longer placed much importance on business matters.
Medicine and Martial Arts were the real powers that controlled everything.
She had wasted too much time in Niarak for Lilia, and having discovered The Eighteen Forms of the Celestial Blade, she planned to focus on breaking through in Martial Arts in the coming days.
She wanted Rose to give her a straight answer.
Submit, agree to share the Ancient Formula, and follow orders-that would be better, saving a lot of energy, and she would let Rose off.
Resist, and Layla would declare war tomorrow, smashing the Sharp’s Group alliance with billions of dollars!
This was her final offer to Rose!