“What? Ms. Schmidt is...”
Taken aback by his son's words, Laszlo shot a wary look in Craig's direction.
Naturally, Craig, James, and Philip had heard Jose too, triggering a drastic change in their expressions.
When Laszlo saw the look on their faces, he thought that Craig was enraged over the fact that Marilyn had slept with another man.
Little did he know that their reaction was due to Jose mentioning that Harold and Marilyn had their pictures taken by the stalking paparazzi.
It would be trouble if Mr. Campbell becomes pissed off over what happened.
“Let's go and take a look!” Craig suggested to Philip and James after pondering upon the matter.
Nodding in agreement, both of them followed Craig to see what instructions Harold had for them.
In the meantime, Jose was secretly delighted to hear Craig's words.
As long as Mr. McGowan sees both of them together, he would definitely not forgive that punk.
“Harold, it's still too early for you to get the better of me!” Jose murmured softly to himself.
Together with his father, Jose followed behind the three men who were going to find Harold and Marilyn.
However, no sooner had they gotten up from their seats than Harold was seen approaching from the guest rooms.
“Mr. McGowan, that's him! I saw, with my own eyes, him fooling around with that despicable Marilyn in the room. Let me help you teach him a lesson!”
Surprised by Harold's audacity to show himself and thinking that the former was trying to escape, Jose rushed forward to block Harold's way.
“Mr. Laszlo, you had better stop your son!”
Craig and the others were utterly shocked to see Jose attempting to confront Harold.
However, when they tried to get Laszlo to stop him, it was already too late.
“Mr. McGowan, my son just wants to seek justice on your behalf. He will have no trouble taking care of small fry like that,” Laszlo replied in a nonchalant tone.
“Are you sure?” Craig, Philip, and the others asked with strange expressions on their faces.
“Why are the three of you giving me that look?”
The peculiar looks on their faces ignited Laszlo's curiosity.
“No reason. Let's head over right away.”
As they approached the two, Harold and Jose had already begun their confrontation.
“Jose, were you the one who spiked the air in my room? I'll give you ten seconds to consider your answer before replying,” Harold demanded with an icy tone.
“I don't need any time to consider it at all. I admit that I'm the one behind it, so what are you going to do about it? Now that Mr. McGowan is coming over, you had better think of how you're going to explain to him about sleeping with his girl!” the smug-looking Jose whispered into Harold's ear.
“What's the big deal about Craig? Why do I have to explain myself to him?” Harold retorted frostily.
At that moment, Craig and the others came up from behind Jose and clearly heard Harold's words.
Despite the awkward expressions splashed across the faces of the three men, none of them dared to say a word in response.
Only Laszlo was caught by surprise. Does he not know who Mr. McGowan is?
As for Jose, he burst into gloating laughter upon hearing what Harold said. Subsequently, he turned around to face Dellmoor's Big Three and his dad.
“Mr. McGowan, look at this punk behaving with such impunity! Not only has he bed Ms. Schmidt but also spoken disrespectfully about you. If you don't put him in his place, I'm afraid he'll tread all over your authority!”
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