Chapter 247: What’s the Big Deal?
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The young man was Zane, whom Joe had appointed to be in charge of the Ocean Bathhouse. Zane had worked with Joe for a long time, and he was competent in handling matters as well. His capability was the reason that Joe had decided to make him the manager of this place.
But he had always worked in a poker room previously and so didn’t know Preston.
“What? He sold it?!” Preston asked in disbelief.
A wave of fury immediately surged in his heart. “Who is Calvin Pearce to sell this bathhouse?! d.a.m.n it. Get Calvin Pearce to come out here. I want to question him. What gave him the guts to sell the property of the Taylors?!”
Preston grabbed Zane by his collar and glared at him as if he was about to swallow up.
Zane began stumbling on an unsteady gait while feeling furious.
As a longtime worker at a casino, he naturally had some considerable strength. He grabbed Preston’s wrist, squeezed it hard, and then twisted it forcefully with a loud crack. Overwhelmed by the excruciating pain, Preston shrieked uncontrollably and subconsciously let go of Zane’s collar.
Zane held Preston’s hand and pushed him backward, causing the latter, who had never exercised before, to almost fall onto the ground.
“You’re really brazen, huh?! How dare you attack me?!” As the next successor of the Taylors, Preston had never been pushed and shoved like this before. “Someone, get him to kneel down!”
After Preston issued the order, the two bodyguards following him immediately pounced toward Zane.
Zane was astonished. He didn’t expect this man to have two bodyguards with him, both of whom were extremely swift and athletic, so much so that he couldn’t dodge at all. In no time, the bodyguards grabbed his arms, rendering him immobile.
One of them kicked Zane in the knee and caused his leg to turn limp before they both pinned him to the ground.
“Let go of me!”
Zane struggled to break free, but these two bodyguards were certainly not ordinary since they were Preston’s bodyguards. Their hands firmly clamped down onto Zane’s arms like iron cuffs, making him kneel in front of Preston.
“Break his hands!” Preston hollered while smiling in pleasure.
Without the slightest change in expression, both bodyguards grabbed one of Zane’s wrists each and tried to break them.
Zane’s heart started hammer violently when he sensed the sharp pain in his wrist.
I’m finished.
Both of his wrists were definitely going to be broken!
“Stop! I guarantee I will make whoever dares to touch him again die here!”
While Zane was in a state of despair and hopelessness, he heard an icy cold voice come from the corner of the stairs near him.
An incomparably domineering aura began to spread from that spot quietly.
The bodyguards immediately froze as they felt an inexplicable fear from within their hearts, as if they would really die if they dared to disobey that order and attack Zane again!
All of them raised their heads and looked at the source of the voice at the corner of the stairs.
With a cold and dark expression, Lucas made his way down from upstairs, one step at a time, while Joe followed behind him.
“Joe!” Zane, who just had a close shave with death, exclaimed in surprise when he saw Joe, whom he was the most familiar with.
Immediately afterward, he finally reacted and realized that the young man walking in front of Joe should be the true owner of the Ocean Bathhouse.
He was also the owner of the icy cold voice that he had heard, the person whose words saved his wrists from being broken!
Preston stared at Lucas with a hostile expression. “Who are you? What rights do you have to stop my bodyguards?”
Lucas sized up Preston, who looked much better than the pig-like Scott Taylor, even though he had a small beer belly and a chubby face.
But the immense animosity darting out of his eyes now had destroyed the kind appearance he should have because of the chubbiness of his face. He looked rather gloomy and malicious.
“You’re bullying someone on my turf, yet you asked me why I tried to stop you. Don’t you find yourself ridiculous?” Lucas gibed with a faint smirk of derision.
Only then did Preston come to a sudden realization. “So you’re the person who bought my Ocean Bathhouse from Calvin Pearce!”
At this point, he finally saw Joe standing behind Lucas, and he narrowed his eyes.
Preston had heard of Joe. And based on hearsay, he learned that Joe had recently become the new owner of Little Atlantis City with the help of a mysterious masked man and even gained control of almost all of the entertainment joints in Orange County. He had also almost provoked the Taylors on several occasions.
Is this young man standing in front of Joe that very mysterious masked man who helped him? As soon as this guess popped up in Preston’s mind, he quickly dismissed it.
“What do you mean yours? I bought this bathhouse from the original owner, Calvin Pearce, with cold hard cash. All the legal procedures have been completed as well, so it seems to have nothing to do with you, an outsider,” Lucas said indifferently.
Lucas’s domineering att.i.tude immediately made Preston feel uncomfortable.
He was the next successor in line and the future helmsman of the Taylors, while the young man in front of him was a complete stranger.
Yet he had the audacity to speak to him like this. He probably hasn’t faced the wrath of the Taylors before!
Preston narrowed his eyes and said sinisterly, “Punk, I’m Preston Taylor, the next successor of the family! Don’t tell me that you don’t know how high our status is in this county.”
All the employees of the Ocean Bathhouse were immediately astonished.
Most of the employees here were locals of the county, so they were naturally aware of the Taylors, who were one of the four top families of Orange County. Being the next helmsman, Preston was a figure of power and prestige!
Zane began to get anxious too, because he had twisted Preston’s wrist and even pushed him…
If Lucas hadn’t hollered and interrupted them, his wrists would have been broken by the bodyguards!
Since this person was of high status, he was definitely not to be provoked. What’s going to happen to Mr. Gray…
No one expected Lucas to remain cool and collected with a straight face even after learning of Preston’s ident.i.ty. He even asked rhetorically with indifference, “What’s the big deal about the Taylors? You haven’t become the true helmsman of the Taylors yet, so that makes you even less of a big deal, don’t you think so?”