Dauntless God Of War novel Chapter 368

“Ah!”

Sylvena was alarmed by the look on Harold's face. She took two steps back in panic and nearly fell.

In response, she shrieked.

“How dare you?”

As soon as they became aware of Harold trying to cause a scene at the Schmidt residence, the three Schmidt sons rose to their feet. Simultaneously, the chief and deputy chief of security from the fourth table walked over to Zyaire and positioned themselves behind him, fixing their fierce gazes on Harold.

If Harold were to make any more moves, the five of them would restrain him immediately.

Their ferocious expressions spooked Marilyn, and she quickly dragged Harold away again.

When Harold heard nothing else from Sylvena, he decided he was not in a rush to give the Schmidt family a warning. After all, not all of the Schmidts were there yet.

Soon, he arrived at the fourth table and sat with the servants.

“Please, the two of you. It's one thing to be so badly behaved out there, but please have some self-discipline at home. I can't believe a kept man like you is claiming that you can contribute ten billion to the family. I don't know if you're ashamed or not, but I definitely am!”

Evelyn promptly shot Harold and Marilyn looks of displeasure when the duo sat down.

Simultaneously, Jeslyn gave them a warning look.

Right then, the chief and the deputy chief returned to the fourth table. With a look of contempt trained on Harold and Marilyn, the deputy chief muttered under his breath, “That's right. Both of you have no sense of shame. Even I, a security guard, feel embarrassed to be sitting next to you.”

Marilyn paled even more.

It was one thing to be taunted by her sister—she could dismiss the taunts as criticism—but even the servants had grown bold enough to taunt her as well.

Almost instantly, Harold whipped his head to give an icy glance at the tall deputy chief.

Beads of sweat quickly formed on the deputy chief's forehead when he realized Harold was staring at him like a furious beast about to pounce.

His heart raced, and he lowered his head, too scared to utter another word.

Just then, a man in a suit came in. When he sensed the strange tension in the air, he curiously asked, “What's going on? Why are you so quiet?”

That man was the youngest son-in-law of the Schmidt family and Sylvena's husband, Ewan Stones.

His appearance broke the silence.

“It's nothing. Someone who has been leading a life of easy virtue brought home an ignorant boy. Come here, Ewan. This is the seat Dad has reserved for you. Right, Dad?”

Upon hearing the man's voice, everyone turned to look at the doorway. Once Sylvena, who had calmed down, realized it was Ewan, she excitedly waved at her husband and asked him to take the seat Marilyn told Harold to take earlier.

The younger ones were all standing and smiling as they greeted Ewan, a stark contrast from the way they acted when Harold and his group came in.

It seemed as though Zyaire had forgotten about Harold's earlier rude demeanor—or at the very least, he stopped showing his vexation outwardly—as he cordially said to Ewan, “That's right. This seat was reserved for you, Ewan. I heard from Sylvena that your boss, Quintus, will be opening the sixty-sixth floor of Paradise Hotel to the public. Is that true?”

“Sir, that's true. Frankly, Quintus is only the number two among us. Our big boss is someone else who's known as Mr. Campbell. He abruptly vanished without a trace after conquering all of the underground forces across the globe six years ago. When I was just an errand boy, I even had a drink with Mr. Campbell! Now that our big boss is coming back, Quintus is going to open up the sixty-sixth floor of Paradise Hotel to the public. He's even sending out sixty-six invitation cards to invite the prominent figures of Hishwick Island to join him in welcoming our big boss. Here, sir. This is the invitation Mr. Langdon has asked me to pass on to you. You can bring someone along for the party. Sylvena will be coming with me, so four from our family will be joining the event.”

Right as Ewan said that, he took out a gold foil-stamped invitation card and placed it in Zyaire's hands.

Zyaire fell deep into his thoughts once he received the invitation.

In the meantime, the Schmidts were casting envious looks at Ewan and Sylvena.

Just then, Harold's voice sounded out again.

“Why don't I remember having a drink with you?”