Dauntless God Of War novel Chapter 265

Once he turned around, the gloating smile on Jose's face was replaced by an outraged look as he showed his indignance on Craig's behalf.

However, when he returned his attention to Harold, the smug smile he carried earlier quickly reappeared.

Not only have you slept with Mr. McGowan's woman, but you've insulted him to his face. Let's see how you're going to survive his wrath. As someone who has a reputation for being ruthless in Dellmoor, he has to defend his authority by teaching you a lesson. Otherwise, he won't be able to look anyone in the eye ever again!

Unexpectedly, Craig remained silent in the face of Harold's remarks.

Is Mr. McGowan so overwhelmed by anger that he's been rendered speechless?

The baffled Jose turned around to look at Craig again.

It was then that he noticed Dellmore's Big Three were hanging their heads low as if they were someone's subordinates.

While the Fields family was confused by the trio's response, Harold continued coldly, “Craigy, answer me. Do I need to explain myself to you?”

Who's Craigy? Can it be...

Harold's question dumbfounded both father and son.

This punk dares to speak with Mr. McGowan in such a brazen tone?

Subsequently, Craig's response would further intensify their shock.

“Mr. Campbell, regardless of how brave I'm, there's no way I dare demand an explanation from you!” Craig clarified frantically while cursing the father and son duo in his heart.

Why did both of you have to drag me into your conflict with Mr. Campbell? Aren't you just setting me up?

Laszlo and Jose were utterly stunned by what Craig said.

Not only was Craig the Underground King of Dellmoor, but he was also the person responsible for Paradise Hotel in the city.

Why is that punk addressing Mr. McGowan as Craigy while the latter fearfully acknowledges the name? F*ck, what has the world come to?

When Craig ignored the father and son, both of them looked toward Philip and James.

To their shock, the latter two kept their heads down, not daring to utter a word, let alone bother with the father and son.

“W-Who in the world are you?” the astounded Jose asked once he realized that something was amiss.

As a sense of dread began to well within him, it dawned upon him that he might have offended someone he shouldn't.

“Philip, tell them who I am!” Harold ordered.

“Yes, Mr. Campbell!” Philip acknowledged the instruction before turning his attention to Laszlo and his son.

“Standing before you is my boss and also the rumored figure behind Mr. McGowan and Mr. Smith—Mr. Harold Campbell!”

Philip proceeded to reveal Harold's identity to the father and son, filling their faces with disbelief.

However, after seeing the reverence Dellmoor's Big Three were showing to the young man, both of them had no choice but to accept the fact.

All of a sudden, a sense of helplessness descended upon the Fields men, causing their knees to wobble.

As if the ground had given way, they could feel their legs going limp.

After all, it had never crossed their minds that the young man in front of them was the person they had racked their brains to invite but failed to do so.

But didn't he say he wasn't coming? So why is he here?