The poor Billionaire novel (Ethan) novel Chapter 68
Out of everyone present, Laila was the only one who knew what Horace was talking about. She remembered what happened at the Sea Pavilion that day. If Horace hadn't stood up for her, Averi would have done something ugly to her.
Laila saw him as her knight in shining armor. His financial status didn't matter. She loved that he gave her an indescribable sense of security. At this moment, she stared at his back and smiled gratefully.
"Oh, you don't know Pollard? It seems that you are just a mere nobody in Rinas!" Horace glanced at Milo and asked in a low voice, "Milo Russell, right? You have the chance to apologize to my friends now. If you do that, I will spare you this time. However, you will face dire consequences if you refuse. You'd better behave yourself from now on. Otherwise, your future would be ruined!"
"Ha-ha!" Milo burst into laughter. He pointed at Horace and said to the beautiful women beside him, "Ladies, did you hear that? How can he, an impoverished loser ask me to apologize in this city? Ha-ha! This is the funniest joke I have heard in ages. He should take up comedy as a job!"
Milo stopped laughing and then his eyes suddenly turned cold. With a scowl, he queried coldly, "Brat, have you ever seen blood before? What gave you the balls to ask me to apologize and behave myself? Who the hell do you think you are? I'm dead sure that you don't know how powerful I am in this city. Nevertheless, that doesn't excuse why you have the nerve to point at me with your dirty fingers and warn me. For this stupid behavior of yours, I doubt if you would leave the Sea Square on your feet today!"
The mention of Pollard's name had made Milo ponder for a while. But after Horace asked him to apologize, he set aside his worries and sneered coldly.
Milo suddenly clapped his hands in a commanding fashion. The next second, four strong men in black suits walked to him. They bowed and greeted him respectfully, "You sent for us, Mr. Russell!"
Afterward, they all looked at Horace and said with a sneer, "Mr. Russell, do you need us to teach him a lesson? We are at your service. Just give us your command!"
These strong men glared at Horace and cracked their fingers fiercely. The crackling sound of their fingers and their entire build-up made it so obvious that these men often exercised.
A gleam of worry flashed through Horace's eyes as he looked at them. If he had been alone, he would have run for his dear life. However, Macie and Laila were behind him. It was inadvisable to take to his heels.
The fierceness of these four strong men was enough for Horace to know that he didn't stand a chance against them. He could take on one of them because he had worked as a building laborer before. But fighting off four strong men alone was impossible. They would beat him to a pulp if he attempted it.
At this moment, Macie pointed at the men with her finger of one hand and placed the other hand on her hip, shouting, "You guys, do you think you can scare us? Bah! I don't believe you will lay a finger on any of us in this public place!"
"Oh, really? Young lady, we will show you what we are capable of today!" One of the men gave Horace a bloodthirsty look and continued to crack his fingers fiercely.
As the four men began to approach them slowly, Horace whispered to Macie and Laila, "I'll stall them for now. Go to the Cartier shop to find the shop attendants that greeted me at the parking lot when we just arrived."
He took out his phone, handed it to Laila, and instructed her, "No matter what happens later, you mustn't lose this phone. Run!" Horace roared the last word when he saw that the vicious men were already close to him. He had decided to fight them even though he was certain he would lose.
"What?" Laila was stunned to hear his command. She shook her head and disagreed. "No, I won't leave you behind, Horace!"
Macie's heart raced when she saw that the brutal men were ready to take the first swipe at them. In fear, she pulled Laila back and shouted, "Now is not the time to behave rationally, Laila. You can't do anything to help if you stay here. If you really want to save Horace, do as he said. Let's go to the Cartier shop first!"
Although Macie used to be a bully in high school, she had never experienced extreme violent situations. She was flustered as she imagined what these vicious men would do to them. Horace's instruction made her realize that she might have guessed right previously. 'There's more to him than meets the eye. The attendants' greeting wasn't a mistake. We had better do as he instructed,' she thought to herself.
"Ha-ha! Idiot, do you really think they can escape?" Milo smirked sinisterly at Horace when he saw that Macie and Laila were on the run. He ordered his men, "Boys, two of you should deal with this idiot. The rest should capture those girls. Hurry up!"
Horace had his heart in his mouth when he saw that two of the vicious men were chasing after Laila and Macie. He roared at Milo, "Bastard, if you dare hurt them, I will make sure you die a miserable death!"
"Oh, no! I'm so scared!" Milo feigned a panicking shiver and looked at him pitifully. In a split second, his face changed and he snorted with disdain. He fired back. "You are such a fool. Who the hell do you think you are? What gave you the audacity to threaten me? Are you listening to yourself at all? You will make sure I die a miserable death? Jeez! What power do you have? Do you see yourself as the most powerful man in the whole of Rinas? You must be delusional!"
He then looked at the flirty ladies around him and said proudly, "I think I'm losing some brain cells speaking to this guy. Now tell him the kind of a man you hate the most!"
"We hate a man who has nothing and can't achieve anything. Of what use is such a man?" The women rolled their eyes at Horace and chuckled with mockery.
"You idiot! You know what? Tenderness and love are the two most useless things a man can possess. To be an alpha male, a man needs to have real money and power. Being in love without these two things makes a man vulnerable! I'll turn your two friends into my pleasure tools very soon. My anger will be vented on their bodies!"
Milo snickered devilishly and licked his lips.
"Ha-ha, you haven't experienced such a thing before, right? Not to worry. I'll let you watch the whole show later!"
This statement caused a ball of rage to explode in Horace's head. He tried to charge at Milo with the intention of punching him in the face. However, the two ferocious men prevented him and began to attack him. He tried to fight back and get away from them, but the highest he could do was to dodge their blows.
At the same time, Horace shouted at the top of his voice when he saw that Milo's men were almost catching up with Laila and Macie. "Laila, call Mr. Rivera! His phone number is saved on my phone. Call him now!"
He prayed fervently in his heart that Farris hadn't gone far. Otherwise, it would be too late by the time he would drive back to the Sea Square.
A glimmer of hope ignited in Macie's heart when she heard Horace's last instruction. She said to Laila, "Laila, hurry up. Call Mr. Rivera now!"
"Okay, okay, I'll do that right now!" Laila turned to look back briefly and saw that Horace was desperately trying to dodge the blows from two of the vicious men. She instantly felt a pang of pain in her heart. She quickly searched for Farris's number on the contact list and dialed it.
Thankfully, the call went through.
It had only rang twice before Farris answered the phone.
His respectful voice came from the other end of the line. "Hello, Mr. Warren. I just left. Do you need me to do anything for you? I'm all ears."
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