LORD CHESTER COMES BACK

The little boy was none other than Jun Chester’s son, Dion. The woman behind Dion was Lyvia’s foster mother. Seven years ago, they had set up a fruit shop on Fifth Avenue. Through their hard work over the years, the fruit shop had turned into a small supermarket. Now, the supermarket was ordered to move. It wouldn’t have been a big deal, but if the supermarket moved, Dion wouldn’t be able to go to school on Fifth Avenue. They had been unwilling to agree to the move for the sake of Dion’s education.

Suddenly, the four vicious dogs in front of them lunged forward! Lyvia’s foster mother, Carol Knowles, saw Dion protecting her and was almost frightened out of her wits. In her desperation, she pulled Dion behind her. One of the vicious dogs clawed at her leg.

“Ah-”

Carol Knowles let out a scream. Her leg was instantly scratched, leaving three bloody marks. Frightened, she quickly turned her back and protected Dion in her arms. Utter despair! The owner of the vicious dogs became even more arrogant, pointing at Dion.

“Little bastard, let your granny sign the agreement now!”

“Otherwise, if anything happens to you, you deserve it!”

Seeing Carol Knowles bitten, Dion started crying in heartache.

“Granny! Granny, what’s wrong with you?”

The blond young man saw the situation and suddenly loosened the dog leashes, releasing the four vicious dogs. The dogs went mad, rushing towards them!

At that moment, a stone shot out from the crowd and hit one of the vicious dogs in the head. The next instant, everyone’s eyes widened. Not only did one vicious dog fall, but the other three running alongside it were also hit by something. In the blink of an eye, all four vicious dogs lay in a pool of blood.

The blond young man was utterly dumbfounded. With him was a middle-aged man. The young man’s gaze fell on the four trembling dogs lying on the ground. The middle-aged man’s eyes fell on a young man in a sweatshirt who had just walked through the crowd. He had clearly seen the young man kick a stone beneath his feet!

At that moment, the middle-aged man’s courage nearly shattered. The blond young man yelled out.

“What’s going on? My dogs! How did my dogs die?”

The person who killed the four dogs was Jun Chester. With an indifferent expression, he walked up to the blond young man, grabbed his throat, and slowly lifted him up. The young man’s eyes were about to pop out.

He struggled to speak, “Bastard, who… who are you? Do you know that I work for Lordran Prosperity?”

Jun Chester’s eyes narrowed as he held the man’s throat, lifting him higher. Dion saw Jun Chester and blurted out, “Dad!” Tears instantly streamed down Dion’s cheeks. Lyvia had shown him pictures of Jun Chester. Carol Knowles knew this man; he was her son-in-law.

“Dad, he’s bullied Granny and Grandpa more than once. This time his dogs scratched Granny’s leg!”

“Dad will handle this,” Jun Chester said reassuringly, feeling proud that Dion was so brave at such a young age. A man should be like that!

Jun Chester threw the blond young man aside like trash and walked towards Carol Knowles, examining the wounds on her leg. Jun Chester spoke softly, “Auntie, I’ll take you to get a vaccine first.”

Carol Knowles instinctively replied, “No, no need. As long as Dion is okay, I’ll sign the agreement with them. We’ll move… we’ll move…” At that, Carol Knowles burst into tears.

Jun Chester hesitated for a moment before calling Mildred Clay, who worked at the city hospital. He told her what had happened, and Mildred Clay immediately rushed over with a rabies vaccine.Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

Afterward, Jun Chester looked at the blond young man and said indifferently, “This isn’t over. Wait here.” He then helped Carol Knowles towards the supermarket.

The blond young man trembled in fear. At that moment, a loud honking sound came from the street outside the crowd. A well-dressed young man stepped out of a car. The vehicle behind him was the Mayor of Dirtmouth, Christopher Walsh’s car! The young man was Christopher Walsh’s assistant, Gordon Hansen!

The blond young man on the ground felt as if he had grasped a lifeline, immediately getting up. “Mayor, Mr. Hansen, you have to help me! Those people killed my dogs and tried to strangle me!”

Gordon Hansen looked puzzled, not knowing what had happened. The crowd made way for Christopher Walsh. The next moment, Christopher Walsh suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. He saw Jun Chester looking at him, and his gaze was as cold as two ice picks.

Christopher Walsh shuddered and, to everyone’s surprise, knelt on the ground. “Lord… Lord Chester!”

The people present witnessed this scene, their eyes widening in disbelief. The blond young man who had brought the dogs was especially shocked, his eyes bulging. Christopher Walsh, the Mayor of Dirtmouth! How could this be… he had actually knelt down?