Chapter 23 Kneel
Mr. Seymour! The most powerful man in Jadeborough!
Other than being second to the four prominent families, Harrison was highly placed in both Jadeborough’s official and underground circles. Even the head of the Blackwood family would have to show him respect.
Given his status, he was naturally accorded a front-row seat at the Blackwood family banquet.
Therefore, everyone wondered why he was getting himself involved in the matter.
“Mr. Seymour…” Victor bowed as if he was a subservient servant.
“Get lost!”
Harrison kicked Victor to the ground. However, the latter didn’t even dare to whimper in protest.
“Mr. Seymour…”
When the security guards saw how Harrison was raging, all of them felt their knees buckle. Despite threatening Jonathan a while ago with their batons, they were now behaving like scared little puppies.
“Kneel!”
The moment Harrison shot them a glare, the security guards dropped to their knees with a thump.
“Who gave you the audacity to lay a finger on Mr. Goldstein?” Harrison gave the guards a murderous stare.
In fact, his eyes looked as if they could spit fire.
Mr. Goldstein? Who’s Mr. Goldstein?
The guards exchanged glances as they had no idea who Harrison was talking about.
“Break one of their legs each and throw them out!”
With a wave of his hand, Harrison’s subordinates stepped forward and unsheathed the knives from their waist. With a forceful slash, they broke the legs of the few security guards.
That was how fearsome Harrison was.
All he needed to do was to summon someone’s legs to be broken, and it would happen the very next moment.
Even then, no one dared to utter a word of protest.
“Argh!”
Despite the agonizing screams ringing out in the courtyard, no one dared to interfere. After all, sticking their nose in Harrison’s business was as good as courting death itself.
“Mr. Goldstein, are you all right?” Hanging his head, Harrison snuck a fearful glance at Jonathan.
If Asura is angry, blood will flow. By then, I’m afraid even I can’t escape my demise.
Mr. Goldstein? He’s Mr. Goldstein?
When everyone regained their senses, they realized the young man they suspected of sneaking in was the “Mr. Goldstein” Harrison referred to respectfully.
The next moment, everyone gasped.
Even the ruthless Mr. Seymour has to greet the young man respectfully. In that case, how important is this young man?
“I’m fine,” Jonathan simply replied. After that, he turned to Victor. “Do you still want to kick me out?”
“No. How dare I?” Victor’s knees buckled under Jonathan’s glare.
“Mr. Goldstein, is he the one who ordered you to be thrown out?” Harrison stared daggers at Victor. “Men, break his legs and feed him to the fishes in Goda River!”
“Yes, Mr. Seymour!”
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