After a few minutes, the bar was full of fallen men.
Kenneth was enjoying the scuffle as adrenaline rushed through his veins. His eyes were red and watery, and they glistened subtly with excitement.
Despite his wound tearing apart, and his shirt drenched in fresh, red blood, Kenneth remained brutal and aggressive, overpowering his opponents with his impeccable combat abilities.
It was almost as if such lunacy was the only way for Kenneth to forget, albeit temporarily, about his worries and despair.
Meanwhile, someone had quietly notified the owner of the bar.
When Zachary arrived, this was what he saw.
The bar was in a chaotic state. Shattered glasses were all over the place, and numerous men were beaten up and lying on the ground. All of them were shuddering and cowering in extreme fear and trauma some distance away from Kenneth.
Then, someone noticed Zachary's presence and called out, “Mr. Lynch! Mr. Lynch is here!”
Everyone turned their attention toward Zachary. He stood among the crowd, tapped someone on the shoulder, and everybody started making way for him.
Kenneth smirked with a strong sense of satisfaction.
Quite apart from the innocent charm that Zachary used to exude, he was now well-dressed and demonstrated considerable maturity, just like what one would expect from a veteran.
“Mr. Hamilton.” Zachary stared at Kenneth.
“So, you've finally showed up.” The latter chuckled coldly. He then lowered his volume, saying, “I thought you were too cowardly to show yourself.”
Zachary scanned the surroundings before flashing a charismatic smile. “If you want to see me, Mr. Hamilton, you could have just called me. There's no need to risk getting yourself hurt.”
He behaved differently from how he was before. The once innocent and gullible man had turned into someone foxy and ingenuine.
But in actual fact, a person like Zachary could never mask his inner demons completely.
Perhaps only Natasha would believe his trickeries.
Then, Kenneth walked toward him and said, “I'm surprised to find out that the heir of the Lynch Corporation is the owner of this bar! This side of you significantly detracts from the pleasant and cultured personality that you portray to the public!”
Zachary smiled as he quietly stared at the man.
He was of the view that Kenneth would have done his homework and studied the former's background thoroughly.
Hence, it would be a futile exercise to
attempt to deny his assertions.
“Mr. Hamilton, why not we cut to the chase?” Zachary looked at him in a gentlemanly manner.
“Leave Natasha alone.” Kenneth's tone was laced with seriousness, demonstrating that he meant business.
Zachary chuckled again.
So that's why he's here looking for me.
While I'm not sure what's the cause of his frustration, things sure got interesting!
“And if I don't?” Zachary asked, his gaze intensifying.
A cryptic smile played on his lips as Kenneth lowered his volume. “In that case, I’ll need to teach you a lesson.”
“Mr. Hamilton, are you threatening me?”
“You're welcome to form your own opinion,” replied Kenneth.
Zachary stared at him. “I thought you were in for fair competition, but much to my disappointment, you're abusing your influence and power to mount pressure against me. I admit that I'm not as influential as you here, but I'm not a pushover!”
Kenneth stared blankly at him in response.
“Does Nat know that you're doing this?” Zachary asked again.
However, Kenneth threw a question back at him. “What? Are you going to snitch on me?”
“Why not?”
The two of them had their gazes locked together, and the animosity escalated exponentially.
Then, Kenneth chuckled. “Zachary, when you're married to the Lenoir family, I'll make sure to send you a lavish gift!”
Zachary's expression darkened immediately after he was reminded of the marriage deal he was in.
“Stop harassing Natasha. If she's hurt because of you, I will destroy you and the Lynch family!” As soon as his words fell, Kenneth stood up and prepared to leave.
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