The Amazing Son In Law Chapter 30

Loreen was taken aback. She didn’t expect Harold to have such connections in Aurous Hill. Compared to Charlie, he had a lot more influence.

It seems that if I can get closer to him in Aurous Hill, it will make my daily life much easier.

The man in black guided everyone respectfully to the door of the diamond box.

He then retrieved the list and handed it directly to Charlie, saying softly, “Sir, please sign here.”

This diamond box was reserved for Charlie, so he needed to sign to confirm his presence.

Charlie took the paper and pen with a smile and was about to write his name when Harold’s voice suddenly interrupted.

“Put the pen down immediately!”

Harold approached with a dark expression, snatched the paper and pen from Charlie’s hand, signed his name quickly, and scolded Charlie, “What a joke! Don’t you know who booked the box? You’re not qualified to sign it!”

The man in black was taken aback. He glanced at Charlie, silently asking if he should step in and teach this disrespectful idiot a lesson.

Charlie replied calmly, “It’s fine. If he wants to sign, let him.”

In front of Loreen, Charlie didn’t want to escalate the situation. After all, she was his wife’s close friend.

Soon, everyone settled in the box.

Harold arranged for Loreen to sit in the main seat while Charlie found himself at a corner, with only Loreen occasionally engaging him in conversation.

Before long, a feast of exquisite dishes and fine wines was brought in by the waiter.

The meals were prepared from the finest ingredients, with premium abalone and ten kilograms of Australian lobster served as mere accompaniments.

Even the wine was a century-old national treasure, with a half-kilogram bottle costing over 100,000.

Loreen, well-acquainted with luxury, was also taken aback by the opulence of the meal.

Gerald White exclaimed, “Harold, how much did this meal cost?”

Harold replied proudly, “This meal is worth 300,000 dollars.”

Gerald White responded in surprise, “This isn’t just 300,000 dollars. These bottles of wine alone must exceed 300,000!”

Harold’s confidence wavered as he recalled the black-clothed man’s earlier attitude—could it be that Don Albert had granted him special treatment?

But he hardly knew him!

Loreen’s beautiful eyes sparkled as she regarded Harold with newfound admiration and said, “Harold, thank you!”

Harold smiled and responded, “No, no, this is just what we should do.”

Turning to Charlie, he grinned and said, “Charlie, surely you’ve never had food this good, right?”

Charlie smirked and replied, “What gives you that idea?”

Harold retorted contemptuously, “You’ve had my food, yet you still act tough! If you’d had the chance to enjoy such quality before, I would have personally taken the risk of letting you kick my head around like a soccer ball!”

Charlie smiled indifferently. The luxurious life he led as a child was well beyond what most could imagine. To him, this meal was merely typical fare from the Wade family.

Seeing Charlie’s stubbornness, Wendy snapped, “Charlie, what’s with your attitude toward my brother? Do you want me to throw you out right now? I invited you for a complimentary meal, and still, you have the audacity to act shamelessly! You’re such a loser!”

However, just then, the door to the box was kicked open, and a fierce voice shouted, “Who let you idiots in here? What do you think you’re doing in this box?”

Moments later, a man dressed in a flashy suit with a thick gold chain appeared, brandishing a stick and displaying a menacing scar that stretched from the corner of his eye to his chin.

He held a list in one hand and a stick in the other, his expression fierce!

Following him was a group of over a dozen burly men covered in tattoos and scars, encircling everyone.

Everyone froze in shock and panic. What was happening?

The leader, known as Bill The Bear, was a right-hand man to Don Albert. Having fought alongside him in the past, he was well-respected throughout Aurous Hill.

Don Albert had sent him to ensure everything was perfect for Mr. Wade, who wished to use the diamond box at Heaven Springs.

However, upon checking the box’s reservation, Bill The Bear discovered it had been signed out by a scoundrel named Harold, igniting both anger and concern within him.

He was furious that Harold had occupied the box meant for important guests and worried that there wouldn’t be enough space left for the true prestigious clients.

Harold stood up and confronted him, “What’s going on? I reserved this box—why are you barging in here and causing a scene?”

Bill The Bear pointed at Harold and demanded, “Are you Harold Wilson?”

Harold nodded, puffing out his chest in pride, “Yes, that’s me!”

Bill The Bear replied coldly, “Bring him over here!”

Without hesitation, two muscular men grabbed Harold and dragged him forward.

“What are you doing? Let go of me!”

“What nonsense are you speaking!”

One of the men kicked Harold in the knee, causing him to yelp in pain and kneel before Bill The Bear.

Bill The Bear’s cold gaze scanned Harold, making him feel as if he was under a scrutinizing blade.

With a swift motion, he tossed the signature sheet directly onto Harold’s head.

“Who gave you permission to use this box?” Bill The Bear scolded.

Harold feigned calmness, saying, “This is a misunderstanding! I reserved this golden box in advance and paid the 300,000 deposit!”

Gerald White chimed in, “What is the meaning of all this? This box was booked by Harold; don’t you have any rules?”

Bill The Bear spat, struck Harold hard, and retorted, “Golden box? This is a diamond box set aside for distinguished guests! You think you lowlifes are qualified to use it?!”

Everyone gasped at his words.

A diamond box? No wonder this place was so extravagant—the food and wine are all top-notch; it turns out, it wasn’t a golden box at all!

Gerald White began to sweat nervously. The diamond box was so exclusive that he and his peers weren’t fit to even step inside, let alone dine here.

Wendy quickly added, “Brother, don’t you know Don Albert? You need to explain this to them.”

Harold, feeling overwhelmed, quickly interjected, “Shut up; don’t say things you don’t mean. How could I possibly know Don Albert with my background?”

Wendy responded, “But didn’t you just—”

Loreen noticed the brother and sister’s antics and realized Harold had been boasting about connections he didn’t actually possess.

She felt a twinge of disappointment.

Bill The Bear sneered, “You dare invoke Don Albert’s name? You must truly be trying to throw your life away!”

With that, Bill The Bear rose and commanded his men, “Grab this fool; I’m about to teach him a lesson.”

Harold was quickly restrained and rendered immobile!

The very next moment,

Bill The Bear swung down the stick without hesitation!

“Ah… my hand, it’s broken!”

Harold screamed in agony, his body drenched in cold sweat, humiliated to the point of fainting.

Witnessing this, Gerald and Wendy turned pale with fear.

Harold, who had been so boastful just moments ago, was instantly reduced to a pitiful state. Who wouldn’t be terrified?

Loreen trembled in fright, hiding behind Charlie and asking worriedly, “What should we do? They won’t kill anyone, right?”

Charlie reassuringly patted Loreen’s shoulder, saying, “Don’t worry, I’m here, no one will harm you.”

Loreen looked at Charlie with gratitude. She understood he might not be able to resolve such trouble, but his words gave her a semblance of comfort.

At that moment, Bill The Bear kicked Harold, who lay there like a lifeless rag, berating him, “What a coward!”

Then he turned his attention back to Gerald White.

“And you, you were the one claiming I had no rules, correct? Step forward, you!”