Chapter 62: Chapter 62 - Rooftop Showdown
I didn’t care about the dance party. My only interest was seeing Mabel Sean.
As evening fell, a Bentley from Capital City pulled up at the door. Mabel rolled down the window and waved at me. I hurried over to the car.
"Get in," she winked.
I climbed into the vehicle and settled beside her. Perhaps it was the balmy weather, but a blush spread across Mabel’s cheeks, making her even more captivating under the moonlight. I couldn’t help staring, utterly spellbound.
"Have you had enough?" Mabel playfully smacked my head.
I finally snapped out of it, wiping my nose awkwardly.
"I have some good news for you," she said.
"What?" I asked quickly.
Mabel chuckled. "Recently, the Hill family’s product market share in Chuzzle has been steadily declining. In just a few days, it has dropped by nearly ten percent."
"I suspect it won’t be long before Xavier Hill comes to you," she added with a smirk.
That was a pleasant surprise; I’d originally thought it would take at least a month to see such results. It exceeded my expectations by miles.
"Mason, can I ask you something?" Mabel suddenly adopted a serious tone.
"What’s the question?" I replied.
Mabel flirted with her hair and asked with a smile, "If Carter Hill comes asking for help, would you give him a chance to rebound?"
Upon hearing this, I fell silent for a moment. From childhood to adulthood, I’d always given face to everyone. Even those who had hurt me, I would forgive.
However, as I grew older, I gradually realized that such benevolence wasn’t valued or appreciated by others, but rather, was despised.
After pondering awhile, I shook my head firmly. "No. I won’t be lenient with him, nor will I give him any breathing space."
Mabel nodded slightly, smiling. Although she didn’t say anything, it was evident she was quite pleased with my answer.
The secretary sitting in the front row carelessly commented, "A centipede, though dead, is not stiff. The Hill family won’t be so easy to handle."
I knew this secretary looked down on me. Therefore, I confidently responded, "Perhaps you overestimate the Hill family or underestimate me. But a small Hill family cannot stand in my way. They’re not my target."
Upon hearing this, the secretary turned to look at me in amazement. He sneaked a glance at Mabel, apparently taken aback by my response.
Not for nothing, but Mabel had said the same thing before.
"If you can really take down the Hill family, I might start to view you differently," the secretary said indifferently.
But I shook my head. "I don’t need you to see me differently. Because frankly, I don’t care about your opinion."
"You!" the secretary was taken aback, speechless.
Mabel, on the other hand, was snickering quietly at the scene.
The car arrived at the hotel where the cocktail party was being held on the rooftop.
"Wait for me here," Mabel told the secretary.
"Yes, Miss," the secretary nodded.
Then, Mabel and I walked into the hotel together. As we arrived at the rooftop, she extended her arm and rolled her eyes at me. "Do I need to teach you what to do?"
I was momentarily taken aback; I quickly took Mabel’s arm.
"I’ve never been to anything like this before..." I admitted awkwardly.
"It’s fine, there will be more and more in the future." Mabel laughed.
At this time, two others also arrived at the party.
"Evan, Uncle Connor is still lying in the hospital, and I’m not feeling well. Why do we have to come to this party?" Luka Winston said in frustration.
He was enduring pain in his ribs, which was sheer torment.
"Well, I wouldn’t be much help if I stayed in the hospital. Besides, I’ve never been to such a party!" Nola O’Connor chirped.
Luka frowned, growing increasingly annoyed with Nola.
Quickly, the two arrived at the rooftop. After showing the invitation, they went straight into the party.
"Wow! It’s so awesome here!" As soon as they entered the party, Nola shouted excitedly!
Luka also said proudly, "Although I’m not from River City, I have quite a few friends here."
"This hotel is the tallest building in River City, standing here you can overlook most of River City!" Luka bragged.
Nola quickly nodded, "Standing here, I feel like ruling the world!"
Luka laughed heartily, "Wait till you meet my friend, he holds a high status in River City!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Luka frowned and saw me not far away.
"Why is he here too?" Luka frowned.
Ever since he experienced my strength, Luka had developed a psychological shadow over me. Meeting me at this party was definitely bad news.
"Hopefully, Nola won’t see him," Luka wished silently.
He knew clearly, if Nola noticed me, she would defiantly go provoke me. Furthermore, Luka noticed that I didn’t hit women; so, it’s likely I would vent my anger on him instead.
"Hm? That bastard is here too!" At this moment, Nola suddenly hollered.
Luka’s face instantly darkened. What you are afraid of comes true.
"Luka, look, it’s that scumbag. Let’s go, I want to go there and cuss him out!" Nola exclaimed furiously.
Luka coughed and said, "Hmmm... wouldn’t it be better not to create a scene at the party..."
"No worries, if Mason dares to cause trouble here, the hotel owner will definitely not let him off!" Nola said smugly.
Although she spoke bravely, Luka still felt a little afraid. The last confrontation had completely intimidated him.
"Luka, you’re not scared, are you?" Nola rolled her eyes.
Hearing this, Luka swallowed his fear and replied, "Scared? Who, me? Scared of him? I was looking for him to settle scores! Let’s go!"
Finishing speaking, the two headed toward me.
Along the way, Luka prayed silently, "I hope Mason doesn’t dare to start a fight, or I might end up in the hospital again..."
Soon, they arrived behind me.
"You bastard, so you are here too!" Nola roared from behind.
Hearing the yelling, both Mabel and I turned around.
Looking at the two in front, I couldn’t help but frown. "Luka, last time I went easy on you, are you here to pick a fight?"
"I..." Luka opened his mouth, but didn’t dare to make a sound.
"Less talk!" Nola roared angrily.
"On what grounds are you qualified to attend this kind of party? You hurt my father, you think it’s over just like that?" Nola hummed.
"Bastard, you’d better disappear right now, or I’ll kill you!" Nola roared defiantly.
I frowned slightly, and just as I was about to speak, Mabel by my side suddenly said, "Who are you calling a bastard?"
