The Legendary Man novel Chapter 378

The Legendary Man Chapter 378

Who Do You Think You Are

Just when Cecilia finished talking, Wayde, who was standing behind her, stepped forward and said, “Just ignore him, Cecilia! What’s the point of talking to someone like him?”

He then turned to Jonathan and said, “Hey, idiot. I don’t care if Cecilia really owes you a few billion. So what if she did owe you that much? Do you think you can act recklessly in the Hansley family? I’m not going to spare you today!”

“Not going to spare me?” Hearing what Wayde said, Jonathan couldn’t help but sneer, “Who do you think you are?”

“Who do I think I am?” Wayde let out a bitter laugh. “Boy, it’s been a while since someone acted so arrogantly in front of me. You don’t even know who I am, yet you’re so conceited?”

“This guy doesn’t even know who Wayde is, and he’s being unscrupulous?”

“You’re telling me you don’t know who Wayde Larson is?” A bunch of young, well-dressed men that came from wealthy families simultaneously mocked Jonathan.

Who would dare offend the Larson family from Gronga? Especially when it comes to Wayde Larson.

“You heard them, right? Do you know who I am now?” Wayde scoffed at Jonathan. “My name’s Wayde Larson of the Larson family. My father is Julius Larson, who is the head of the family. If you know my identity, you should be well aware not to overstep your boundaries in our territory!”

“I don’t give a sh*t about the Larson family or you. I’ve never even heard of you!” Seeing Wayde chattering away in front of him, a trace of impatience flashed in Jonathan’s eyes. With a wave of a hand, he slapped the former’s face.

Wayde suddenly blacked out after the slap, staggering and almost falling to the ground.

“How dare you slap me?” A flash of anger appeared in Wayde’s eyes after Jonathan made his move.

I’m Wayde Larson, for goodness’ sake! The devil of Gronga!

Since young, nobody dared to lay a finger on him. He was appalled when Jonathan slapped him. How dare this beggarly man who jumped out of nowhere hit me?

“Say one more useless thing and I’ll have you permanently silenced!” Jonathan’s eyes turned cold and, in a flash, he appeared in front of Cecilia.

He grabbed Cecilia by her neck with one hand, picking her up casually like she was a little chick. In an instant, the third daughter of the Hansley family, with a net worth of billions, was lifted into the air.

Although Cecilia was almost one hundred and eighty centimeters in her high heels, she still looked petite and powerless next to Jonathan—like a chick waiting to be slaughtered.

She could not fight back at all.

“What are you doing, punk?”

“Let go of Ms. Hansley!”

“Security! Where are the security guards? Why aren’t they here yet?”

The moment Jonathan grabbed Cecilia, it was like poking a hornet’s nest. Everyone in the room went into a frenzy.

Especially the wealthy young men that came from powerful families. Relying on the fact that there were many of them, they rushed in front of Jonathan, trying to stop the latter in any way they could.

“Get lost!” Frowning, Jonathan gave each of them a slap and sent them flying.