The Strongest Warrior’s Revenge novel Chapter 22

Chapter 22 

Vincent’s face was angry as he returned to his office at the Horizon Group headquarters. 

He sat in his executive chair, and his eyes shone and gleamed with hostility. 

“Damn it! This damned Taylor family,” he muttered. 

“The Taylor family, those insolent fools, how did they have the courage to curse his master behind his back! 

“This is unforgivable! They are looking for trouble! 

“No. I must immediately sever all ties and cooperation with the Taylor family. Anyway, they no longer deserve a place in this world,” said 

Vincent. 

With this thought and determination in his eyes, Vincent pressed the button on his desk intercom. 

“Come in! Find all the contracts related to the Taylor family and bring them to me!” 

In no time, an employee wearing the Horizon Group uniform rushed in, carrying a thick stack of documents. 

“Mr. Dunn, here are the documents you requested,” he said. 

Vincent’s phone began to ring before the employee could finish his 

sentence. 

Seeing the displayed caller ID, he immediately sprang up from his chair. He waved to the employee who had entered the room. 

Then, he said, “You can leave now. Remember to close the door behind you.” 

The employee was dedicated and did as instructed. He promptly turned and left the office, closing the door behind him and leaving Vincent alone. 

On this side, Vincent looked reverent. He then connected the phone by assuming a devout demeanor and a respectful and cautious tone to answer the call. 

“Master, are you looking for me? How may I assist you?” asked Vincent. 

That’s right. The call was indeed from Gavin, 

sty, 

ready exchanged contact information with Layla, and they had agreed that Layla would call and contact him after the bidding event. 

He could then go to the Taylor family to inquire about clues about that year. 

However, Gavin waited for Layla’s call in vain. When he tried to reach out to her, Layla didn’t answer. He had no idea about what was happening now. Thus, he decided to contact Vincent directly. 

Gavin’s voice came through Vincent’s phone. 

“Has your bidding conference ended?” asked Gavin. 

“Yes, it has ended. To be precise, I didn’t even attend this bidding conference, so it ended long ago,” replied Vincent. 

“Um?” Gavin hesitated for a moment. 

Then, as he sounded puzzled, he said, “Does that mean the members of the Taylor family have already returned?” 

“Yes, they have returned home early!” Vincent immediately nodded and replied to Gavin. 

“The members of the Taylor family were the first to leave. They should be in the Taylor family’s mansion now,” continued Vincent. 

In Vincent’s understanding and cognition, it should be Gavin, the all-knowing master of the great powers, who must have known about the Taylor family’s disrespectful behavior and intended to make the Taylor family disappear. 

Therefore, he informed Gavin about the Taylor family’s schedule and itinerary. 

However, he heard a puzzled tone in Gavin’s voice. 

He said, “Huh? Has it been over for a while? Did it end so early?” 

That’s strange. How come it seemed to be weird? 

Gavin didn’t say much to Vincent on this side and hung up the phone directly. 

Vincent felt somewhat curious and puzzled as he listened to the busy tone on the other end. 

“What was so strange?” thought Vincent. 

However, before he could figure it out and comprehend what was happening, the desk intercom on his office desk rang. 

“Mr. Dunn, Miss Taylor from the Taylor family requests an audience,” said his employee. 

“Layla?” thought Vincent inwardly. 

Vincent’s pupils shrank again. 

Layla was the fiancée of his Master, Gavin. 

Even though the Taylor family was no longer necessary, Layla differed from the others. 

On the one hand, Vincent was aware of the deep affection between Layla and Gavin. 

On the other hand, Layla was not a blood relative of the Taylor family. 

Thus, strictly speaking, she couldn’t be considered a part of the Taylor family. 

Vincent rushed to the intercom and hurriedly replied to the person near the intercom. 

“Please, let Miss Taylor in!” said Vincent. 

In a short while, Layla, whose eyes were still red from crying, entered Vincent’s office. 

Vincent greeted her with a somewhat forced smile as the office door was closed. 

However, in the following second, her action shocked Vincent. 

There was a thud as Layla knelt straight before Vincent. 

“Damn! Oh my God!” 

Vincent was shocked by this sight when he witnessed this scene. 

He quickly jumped aside, not daring to accept Layla’s grand gesture. 

He exclaimed in a lost voice, “Mistress! What are you doing? Please get up, get up!” 

Mistress? 

Layla should have found this strange title odd, but she couldn’t afford to worry about such details in her current situation as she was too preoccupied to think about it. 

She had agreed to her family’s request to meet Vincent, but spending a night with him was absolutely out of the question. 

That was impossible! 

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So, she intended to sincerely plead with Vincent to spare her family, the Taylor family. 

If he refused to agree, she was willing to die rather than give her innocence and purity to anyone other than Gavin. 

Layla shakily told Vincent and began apologizing, “Mr. Dunn, I’m sorry! 

“It is all my fault! 

“All the blame falls on me. I don’t know when I offended Mr. Dunn. I apologize, and I… Huh? Mr. Dunn, why are you kneeling on the ground? Why are you kneeling, too?” said Layla, in doubt. 

Before Layla could finish her apology, she noticed that Vincent had also knelt on the ground at some point. 

Vincent was in agony as his heart was in turmoil. 

“Oh, my ancestor! Goodness! 

“You’re asking me why I’m kneeling on the ground? 

“I wanted to get you up and help you but didn’t dare to touch you. Since you are already kneeling, I can only kneel. We were both kneeling. Then, I will prostrate myself on the floor,” thought Vincent. 

At this thought, Vincent prostrated himself on the ground and cried out to Layla. 

“Mistress, could you please get up quickly? Please, don’t kneel on the ground. If you keep kneeling like this, I, Vincent, will lose my life!” said Vincent.