Dauntless God Of War novel Chapter 369

The reason Harold spoke up to embarrass Ewan once again was that he heard Marilyn's murmur. “Didn't he say he only joined Quintus' underground group three years ago?”

Since she didn't have the courage to challenge Ewan openly, Harold took it upon himself to do so.

However, his words immediately drew the attention of everyone inside the room.

Why does this guy have such low emotional intelligence?

All of them knew that Ewan was showing off, but he had every right to do so.

Even though Ewan had only joined the underground forces for two or three years, he was able to work alongside Quintus, whereas many others who had pursued Quintus for years didn't have the same opportunity.

And in just a short amount of time, Ewan had become one of Quintus' favorite subordinates. Once the opportunity arose, Ewan would definitely be promoted into a leader and handle more responsibilities independently.

The public was well aware of Quintus' personnel management practices. He would arrange for underlings with great potential to work closely with him to observe and bond with them for a certain period before assigning them important tasks.

This was why everyone was envious of Ewan. Even the Gambling King, Zyaire, valued him the most among his many sons-in-law.

Ewan regarded Harold with a vicious look and asked, “Who are you?”

Ewan could only disguise his self-consciousness with a murderous stare after being exposed as a poser.

Taking in Ewan's malicious gaze, the crowd turned to look at Harold mockingly as they knew Ewan wouldn't behave like Zyaire, refraining from confronting Harold due to the constraints of his status.

Ewan was a ruthless and vengeful person, so everyone reckoned he would teach Harold a lesson.

Staring into Ewan's malevolent eyes, Harold asked calmly, “I'm Harold Campbell, and I'm the Mr. Campbell you mentioned earlier. I heard you only recently followed Quintus two years ago. May I know which year you had a drink with me?”

Moreover, he even sounded extremely casual when mentioning Quintus.

However, the crowd burst into laughter after he finished his sentence.

“Pfft!”

“Hahaha!”

“I can't believe a kept man like him claims himself to be the legendary Mr. Campbell. If that's the case, perhaps I'm Mr. Campbell's father! Hahaha!”

“I'm Mr. Campbell's grandfather, then!”

“How dare this b*stard impersonate Mr. Campbell. If Mr. Campbell or Quintus hear this, I'm afraid it'll be detrimental to the Schmidt family. I suggest we do away with this shameless couple as a warning to others not to make the same mistake.”

“Marilyn, where did you find a man like him? I can't believe you want to be with someone like him. Even if we don't punish you today, I sincerely hope you don't go around telling others you're a member of the Schmidt family.”

“I wonder how their mother taught her and her sister, allowing them to turn out like this. Alas!”

Everyone began sneering at Harold.

Even Marilyn, Evelyn, and their mother were being jeered at.

Sensing others dragging her and her mother into the mess, Evelyn glowered at Harold and Marilyn, barking, “Marilyn, can you please control your man? He's embarrassing all of us. Mom and I wish to preserve our dignity even if you don't.”

She was too ashamed even to lift her head as their other relatives bombarded her with scornful remarks.

Evelyn wanted to get up and leave but was afraid of getting scolded by her father.

Most importantly, if she left just like that, the other members of the family, consisting of his father's first, third, and fourth wives, would seize that opportunity to criticize her for being impolite and put her mother in a tight spot. In the end, it would be her poor mother who suffered.

The only thing she could do now was to hope that her sister and her would-be brother-in-law would stop causing a scene.

Marilyn also felt humiliated after listening to her sister and the others scoffing. She tugged at the corner of Harold's clothes.

“I beg you. Can you please stop talking?” she pleaded with him.

At that instant, her once lively and adorable appearance had dissipated, replaced by a lingering deep frown and sorrowful expression.

“Fine. I'll stop talking. You'll find out in two days.”

Harold knew no one would believe him now, and he wasn't in a hurry to prove himself. He decided to wait until the day after tomorrow, when he met Quintus, to reveal the truth. Harold wondered if they would still be able to laugh when they saw him then.

With that thought in mind, Harold took out his phone and sent a message to Quintus, asking the latter to prepare a few more invitations, one for each member of the Schmidt family.

After Harold uncovered Ewan's pretense, everyone focused on ridiculing Harold instead of mocking Ewan, causing Ewan to feel proud.

He smirked at Harold before revealing a hearty smile and approached Harold with a glass of wine.

“So, you are Marilyn's husband, my new brother-in-law. I would like to apologize for my misconduct earlier. I shall down this glass of wine to show my respect!”

Ewan pretentiously toasted Harold in front of everyone.

Then, he gulped the content in his glass.

Seizing the brief moment when he hugged Harold, Ewan whispered sinisterly beside his ear, “Brat, I suggest you be careful when you're out since you dared say something like that. I have many followers to do my bidding outside, so watch your back. Ha!”

After uttering those words to Harold in a low voice, Ewan raised his voice again and told Harold to enjoy the night before returning to his seat.