143: Meeting the Watchdog

Meeting the Watchdog

Lucas was about to step into the Hale residence when a hand suddenly stretched out in front of him to stop him.0

He looked over and saw that the person who stopped him was a young man of about 27 years old. His hair was greasy, and his face was powdery. There were even bruises on his face that the powder couldn't conceal. Moreover, he was clearly intoxicated.

Lucas knew who this young man was. He was the first person he met on the first day he returned to Orange County.

He was Seth Miller, the youngest son of the Millers who had been harboring designs on Cheyenne. He even went to her office to propose to her with flowers and a ring despite having been blatantly rejected by her. He had pestered Cheyenne continuously on several occasions.

Lucas narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a dangerous glint in them. He didn't have a good impression of Seth, a man who was coveting his wife.

However, Seth didn't realize how dangerous Lucas was and instead stopped him and said proudly, "I was just thinking that someone here looks out of place. So it's really you, Lucas Gray! This is the Hales' baby shower, not an occasion that any Tom, Dick, or Harry can attend!

"Lucas Gray, you're just a live-in son-in-law of the Carters, who are just nobodies. Oh, no, I remembered wrongly. Even the insignificant Carters have already expelled you from the family. What right do you have to be here? You garbage, you've really dirtied the entrance of the Hale residence!"

After Seth finished making his malicious remarks, he glanced at Lucas's extremely ordinary clothes and laughed out loud. "Could it be that after you were kicked out by the Carters, you're so poor that you can't even afford to pay for your own meals, so you're here to ask for food? If you really need some food, I can give you some help. Here you go!"

He took out a few greens bills from his pocket and deliberately scattered them around Lucas's feet. "What are you waiting for? Hurry up and pick them up. Hundreds of dollars is enough to feed you for a few weeks! Pick them up, then hurry up and leave. Don't be such an eyesore here!"

Finding it an insult to his status to be talking to Seth, Lucas glanced at him coldly. "Get lost! A good dog doesn't block the way, or are you here specifically to be a watchdog?"

"You!" Seth's face instantly reddened. He was the scion of the Millers, admired and respected by many since he was a child. Yet Lucas was now mocking him and calling him a dog!

If it were someone of noble status like a Hale who insulted him, he would have accepted it. But he felt that Lucas, a live-in son-in-law and a loser who was sponging off a woman, had no right to do so!

Moreover, Lucas was also his enemy who was married to the woman he fancied!

There were many other guests around who were invited to the baby shower. After hearing the conflict between the two of them, they couldn't help but stop in their tracks and start watching the dramatic scene with great interest, which was only human nature.

Sensing the glances being shot at him, Seth got even more furious, as he felt as though they were laughing at him. It was a huge insult to be called a dog by a live-in son-in-law!

The humiliation of being rejected by Cheyenne repeatedly in the past also surged in his heart as he pointed at Lucas and barked viciously, "Damn it! Who do you think you are? How dare you shout at me! Are you sick of living? I'll get someone to come here and cripple you!"

Lucas immediately looked like he was looking at a fool. At the same time, he was bored and amused. Why are there always fools who don't know any better and hurl the same few insults at me all the time?

Lucas was already sick of it.

Standing behind Lucas, Jordan was sneering in derision, and he was obviously excited.

Almost every time, fools like this one would be taught a hard lesson for issuing useless and empty threats to Lucas. But they just didn't know how to use their brains and kept vying to be taught a lesson.

Jordan moved his toes slightly and couldn't wait to stretch his muscles.

Seeing Lucas not say anything, Seth really thought that he had scared Lucas with his threat, so he said smugly, "Are you scared now? If you are, hurry up and kneel down, kowtow three times, and slap yourself while admitting your mistakes. Then I'll let you off. Or else… hmph!"

Lucas's eyes lit up as he smiled. "Or else what?"

"Or else I'll immediately call a group of men here and break your legs! I'll cripple you so that you'll have to crawl in front of me forever!" Seth clamored loudly. He already had his phone in hand. Once he placed the call, a bunch of his men would come immediately.

Although it wasn't good to create a bloodbath at the baby shower of a Hale descendant, Seth reckoned that the Hales wouldn't hold it against him if he got his men to drag Lucas farther away and then break his legs.

The Millers were now on good terms with the Hales, and the two families had already started some corporation projects. So the Hales naturally wouldn't be bothered about an insignificant wastrel like Lucas.

After hearing what Seth said, the people around them couldn't help but frown slightly.

It was just a minor verbal conflict. Besides, Seth was the one who started it. But in the end, he demanded that Lucas kowtow to him or have his legs broken and become a cripple. He was really being too overbearing and vicious.

However, they wouldn't stand up for Lucas and step out to stop Seth.

After all, although the Millers weren't considered a top family and couldn't compare to the uppermost echelons of Orange County, they were still a second-rate family and rather powerful. None of them were willing to offend the Millers for the sake of a nameless live-in son-in-law.

There were some who were watching the fun and enjoying the gossip. Seeing Seth threatening to get people to deal with Lucas and break his legs, quite a few of them started cheering merrily.

"Mr. Miller, you should break both of this punk's legs since he had the audacity to offend you. Let him know where he stands!"

"Haha, he's just a good-for-nothing. How dare he show up at the Hales?! He deserves to be taught a lesson!"

"Punk, you'd better kneel down, kowtow, and slap yourself to make amends to Mr. Miller! That'd be much better than having both your legs broken!"

...

Lucas and Jordan heard everything the people around them said.

Seth naturally raised his head arrogantly and stared at Lucas as he waited for him to kneel and kowtow.

Lucas sneered and said to Jordan beside him, "Did you hear that? Kneel down, kowtow to me, and slap himself or have his legs broken. Go ask him what he wants."

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