Legend of Dragon Son-in-law - Chapter 132
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Chapter 132: Chapter 131 Pretending Not to Know_1
Translator: 549690339
At that moment, both Elize Yarrow and Simeon Kensington were stunned.
Just a moment ago, Dalton Martin, who had seemed so high and mighty, was now kneeling on the ground like a grandson.
And without any hesitation, he smashed a beer bottle against his own head.
Was he out of his mind?
But clearly, he wasn’t!
Throughout the whole scene, Julius Reed had only said “check, please.” Following that, Dalton Martin changed like this.
Elize didn’t share the same thoughts as Simeon, who had a more meticulous mind. She glanced around and her eyes landed on the supreme card.
Having mingled in the upper echelons of Five-river Province’s society, she had some understanding of these things.
However, even with an idea in her mind, she was still quite uncertain.
The kind of person who could get their hands on such a card was usually a renowned big shot in Five-river Province.
Theodore Kensington of the Kensington Family had even had to ask three times before receiving a diamond card from Miguel Abbott.
The card she was looking at appeared different from the diamond card; could it
possibly be a platinum card?
But could a platinum card make Dalton Martin kneel on the ground like a dog?
Simeon couldn’t believe it.
However, her friend Elize Yarrow hadn’t thought about it that much. From being teased a moment ago to now having the teaser kneel before her admitting his wrongs, her heart felt incredibly gratified.
“You filthy rogue, how did you speak to me just now?”
She picked up a beer bottle from the next table and weighed it in her hand.
This was typical nouveau riche behavior, seeking revenge as soon as she turned the tables.
But Julius Reed didn’t stop her.
After all, Dalton Martin had indeed gone too far, harassing a girl as soon as he arrived, what a scoundrel!
Just as the man sitting at the next table was about to explode in anger—having not even had a chance to drink, his beer was taken away—he saw Dalton Martin kneeling on the ground. He immediately brought over the remaining few bottles of beer to Julius Reed’s table.
“Big brother! Please help yourself, any expenses will be on me!”
After saying this, he stood up and shouted, “Waiter! Bring out the drinks!”
Dalton Martin shuddered inwardly as he knelt on the ground, almost cursing out loud.
“What, not satisfied?”
Elize Yarrow raised the beer bottle, but still hesitated.
After all, she was a girl—how could she commit such acts of violence?
And so, the beer bottle hung in the air, causing Dalton Martin’s heart to pound with fear.
“Big sister! Smash it or not, make it quick!”
He would rather have the beer bottle smashed on him than to continue enduring such agony.
“This is so tough…”
“Miss! Don’t hesitate when doing things!”
Julius Reed crossed his legs and watched Elize Yarrow with a smile.
Sometimes that’s how it is, needing someone to give you a push from behind.
“I’m going all out!”
With that encouragement, Elize Yarrow clenched her teeth, but still couldn’t make up her mind!
Bang!
Just then, Julius Reed grabbed Elize’s hand and smashed the bottle down!
“Dilly-dallying, like a woman!”
“I am a woman, for goodness’ sake!”
Elize Yarrow blinked, as if she had discovered a new world.
“Or should I give it another try?”
As she said this, Dalton Martin’s heart skipped a beat: “Don’t! Big sister, I was wrong! Please be magnanimous…”
Bang!
The response he got was another beer bottle.
“Simeon, you should try it! It’s quite exhilarating!”
Elize Yarrow excitedly looked at her friend, dancing with joy.
“I… better not.”
Simeon shook her head.
“Think about what he might have done after he knocked you out just now?”
Just then, Julius Reed spoke up with striking timeliness.
Bang!
Without a word, Simeon Kensington grabbed a beer bottle and smashed it
down!
The force was so strong that the glass shards actually flew onto the head of a man at the next table.
That man calmly brushed off the glass shards and continued eating his steak with composure.
“Young Master Leopold, if you don’t go over there soon, someone else will steal all the limelight!”
At a distant table, the rich young men egged him on.
They loved watching the commotion unfold and weren’t afraid of escalating things, and with Atlas Leopold’s identity as one of the four big heirs, who wouldn’t give him face?
“Alright!”
After hesitating for a moment, Atlas Leopold still strode over.
“Elize, are you all right?”
After arriving by Elize Yarrow’s side, he asked with utmost gentlemanliness.
He glanced at Dalton Martin kneeling on the ground, his face darkened as he said, “Dalton Martin, how dare you! Do you know who she is? She is my fiancée, who has yet to marry into my house!”
As he spoke, he picked up the remaining beer bottle.
And smacked it hard on Dalton Martin’s head!
“Open your damn eyes! If there’s a next time, ask yourself if Miguel Abbott can still protect you!”
Although Miguel Abbott was influential, Dalton Martin was ultimately an outsider.
If he clashed with Atlas Leopold, Miguel Abbott would definitely not offend the Leopold Family just for an outsider.
“I’m sorry, Young Master Leopold!”
With his face covered in blood, Dalton Martin crawled at Atlas Leopold’s feet and wailed, “I didn’t know she was Young Master Leopold’s fiancée, I truly was blind!”
After saying that, he kept slapping his own face.
Even though the blood blurred his vision, his mind was still very clear.
Offending one of the four big heirs would definitely not end well!
If Miguel Abbott found out about this incident, he might even be kicked out of the Pearl on the Water!
“Get lost! Don’t let me see you again!”
After reprimanding him like a true gentleman, Atlas Leopold turned to look at Simeon Kensington, “Hello, I am Atlas Leopold, and I will be Elize’s husband in the future.”
Although marrying Elize Yarrow was just a transaction, Atlas Leopold still made it a point to find out everything about her surroundings.
He was well aware that Simeon Kensington was Elize Yarrow’s best friend. It was absolutely necessary to greet her at this time to show his own grace.
“Hello, I am Simeon Kensington, Elize’s friend,”
Simeon Kensington returned the greeting with a polite smile.
She couldn’t quite say why, but she didn’t like the showy, high-society posturing of Atlas Leopold.
Instead, she had a much better impression of Julius Reed, the “iron-clad straight man. ”
Perhaps one seemed more hypocritical, while the other seemed more genuine.
“Brother, we meet again.”
Atlas Leopold turned around to look at the leisurely Julius Reed.
After spreading the video that day, he surprisingly received an effect beyond his expectations.
He had planned to mediate when the Potter Family sought revenge, playing the good guy.
But who knew, the Potter Family left in utter defeat! “Sorry, I don’t remember!”
Julius Reed simply replied without even raising his head.
Seeing his attitude, Atlas Leopold was clearly taken aback.
As one of the big heirs of the Five-river Province, it was the first time someone had dared to disrespect him like this.
But being a man who had seen a lot of the world, Atlas Leopold quickly smiled and said, “At Black-wind Entertainment that day…”
“Sorry, I don’t gamble!”
Julius Reed cut him off again, “Such places are for someone like Young Master Leopold to visit, right? I’ve been poor since I was a child, never even been to a clubhouse! Why would an honest person go to a gambling place without any reason?”
With that, Atlas Leopold’s face immediately darkened.
They had clearly met before, and now in front of his fiancée and her friend, he wasn’t given any face at all?
“You gamble?”
Elize Yarrow, who was already reluctant, immediately looked at Atlas Leopold, feeling even worse.
“No… it’s just…”
Before Atlas Leopold could finish explaining, Julius Reed leisurely said, “This type of person, Young Master Leopold, is proficient in eating, drinking, whoring, gambling—what’s [he/ not good at? What decent person goes to a gambling hall for no reason?”