LORD CHESTER COMES BACK

As Mr. Harris’s words fell, the atmosphere at the entrance of the bar became instantly tense. Some passing customers also stopped in their tracks, looking at Jun Chester in surprise, wondering who this guy was. How could it be that Mr. Harris would personally take action against him?

You must know what position Mr. Harris held in Dirtmouth. He was second only to the boss of Dynasty Bar, Edmund Johnson! And what was Edmund Johnson’s position? He was a major figure in the gray area of the surrounding regions, a capable general under Matthew Simpson!

Under such circumstances, looking at the whole of Dirtmouth, the only people who could make Mr. Harris personally take action would have to be Edmund Johnson’s enemies. Otherwise, they wouldn’t even have the qualification to have Mr. Harris act against them!Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

Now, this young man with a well-proportioned figure and outstanding temperament was able to provoke Mr. Harris to personally take action! He must be the rich young master of some major family!

Regrettably, since he had caught Mr. Harris’s attention, he was definitely doomed!

Besides these passing customers, Abbie also looked surprised, and it was only now that she suddenly remembered that Dynasty Bar was an investment of Matthew Simpson. During the day at Sandra Clothing, Jun Chester publicly rejected Sandra Simpson’s confession. Matthew Simpson, as Sandra Simpson’s father and a major figure in the surrounding area, would not let Jun Chester off lightly!

Abbie was already secretly regretting bringing Jun Chester to Dynasty Bar!

At this time, Mr. Harris had already turned and walked towards the interior of the bar. Clearly, in his mind, since he had already spoken, inviting Jun Chester for a drink and then incapacitating him…

Well…

There was no reason for Jun Chester to leave. Nor would he dare to.

In Dirtmouth, who didn’t know about Mr. Harris’s methods?

If Mr. Harris personally incapacitated someone, it meant he was giving this person face. If this person rejected Mr. Harris’s face, even if he fled to the ends of the earth, Mr. Harris would have him dragged out.

Of course, so far, no one whom Mr. Harris wanted to incapacitate had dared to run away! Because the consequences of running away were truly miserable!

Last time, a guy didn’t listen to Mr. Harris’s words and rejected Mr. Harris’s face. He was begging at the train station, and he was begging while lying on the ground. He had no choice, his limbs were all immobile, and he could only continue living in such a desperate way!

Abbie had also heard a little about this, and once she belatedly realized that the bald man with a head full of tattoos was Mr. Harris, she immediately said to Jun Chester: “Jun Chester, call Sandra Simpson right now and ask her to come over and plead for you! This bald man, I know him, he’s Matthew Simpson’s man, a notorious tough guy! Once he has his sights set on you, there will definitely be no good end! Who did you have to hook up with? You had to hook up with Matthew Simpson’s daughter! I really don’t know what to say about you!”

Having said this, Abbie turned to Lyvia and said: “Lyvia, you quickly call your sister too, have Bella Harding come over, and Anne Cobb too. Call everyone who should be called. With them here, Jun Chester should be able to escape this calamity!”

Lyvia’s expression became strange, but there wasn’t a trace of worry in her eyes. She looked at Jun Chester and asked: “So you’re saying, Sandra Simpson is carrying a torch for you and has turned love into hatred? So she’s the one who caused this trouble for you?”

Jun Chester just laughed: “She probably isn’t that foolish.”

Seeing that Jun Chester and Lyvia didn’t seem worried at all, Abbie anxiously said: “What are you two standing there for? Hurry up and call people! I have experience with this kind of thing, I encountered similar trouble when I was in college. You have to call people for this kind of thing! Don’t worry, since I brought you here, I have a responsibility to protect you. As long as you listen to me, we can definitely turn a big problem into a small one!”

Jun Chester shrugged and said, “I don’t have time to waste with minor thugs. Let’s go in, since we’re here already; might as well have a drink before we leave.” And with that, Jun Chester, holding Lyvia’s hand, stepped into the bar.

Abbie’s eyes widened in alarm and she hurried to catch up, speaking in a hushed tone, “Jun Chester, you think I’m trying to harm you, right? I know that you’ve been in the military, and you might be quite formidable, but this place is Edmund Johnson’s territory! Do you know who Edmund Johnson is? Do you know the identity of that bald guy just now? These people are capable of all kinds of evil, they’re not just common street thugs!”

Jun Chester asked, “So, they’re bullies?”

Abbie responded seriously, “Of course, they’re the worst kind of bullies, the organized kind!”

Jun Chester asked, “So why come here to a bully’s bar for drinks? Aren’t you afraid of being bullied?”

Abbie was taken aback and said, “Usually, as long as I don’t provoke them, they have no reason to bully me.”

Jun Chester replied, “I didn’t provoke them either.”

Abbie was startled and stammered, “You haven’t provoked them? You’ve slept with the boss’s daughter… you… did you really sleep with Sandra Simpson? Otherwise, why would Matthew Simpson let his men treat you this way? No, whether you slept with Sandra Simpson or not is a separate matter. Right now, you must call Sandra Simpson and ask her to come and support you. At the very least, that could keep you safe, and it would be good for Lyvia too!”

Jun Chester hesitated for a moment, then laughed saying, “Alright, I’ll make a call.”

Abbie scoffed, “See, I knew it. You and Sandra Simpson are indeed involved!”

“…”

Jun Chester was speechless.

Nevertheless, he moved to a corner and made a call.

But it wasn’t Sandra Simpson he called, it was Andrew White.

In Dirtmouth, Jun Chester didn’t want to see any bullies.

After connecting with Andrew White, Jun Chester only said one sentence: “Bring people to Dynasty Bar, take the person in charge here and a guy who calls himself Mr. Harris, back for questioning.”

On the other end, Andrew White respectfully replied, “Yes, Lord.”

After hanging up, Jun Chester casually took an ice cube from a tray carried by a passing waitress, crushed it, and flicked a bit of ice at Mr. Harris who was already sitting at the bar counter.

Almost at the same time, Mr. Harris felt a sudden chill on his back, and just as he was about to lift a glass of whiskey, he felt a pain in his stomach.

The next moment, Mr. Harris frowned slightly, his face changed drastically, and he quickly got off the high stool, rushing to the restroom with an unbearable expression.

Mr. Harris intended to first offer Jun Chester a drink, then cripple Jun Chester’s knees?

Tonight, Mr. Harris was destined for a sleepless night.

Even for the next two days, he wouldn’t get any sleep.

He would be running to the toilet constantly, as if he had eaten a large amount of purgatives, and even an anti-diarrheal wouldn’t help.

About fifteen minutes later, Mr. Harris walked out of the restroom, his legs trembling. But just as he reached the restroom door, his stomach groaned again. Helplessly, he had to return the way he came.

He was utterly baffled!

What on earth was going on?

Why would he suddenly have diarrhea for no reason?

At this time, Jun Chester was already sitting at the bar counter, drinking.

Abbie was vigilantly looking around for Mr. Harris, puzzled, “Where did that guy go? He was so aggressive just now, where did he disappear to?”

Jun Chester smiled, “The call I just made worked, didn’t it?”

Abbie sneered, “You and Sandra Simpson are indeed involved! Otherwise, Sandra Simpson wouldn’t have helped you deal with that bald guy as soon as she received your call!”

Jun Chester’s smile remained unchanged. He turned to Lyvia and asked, “Dear, do you believe that I have a dubious relationship with Sandra Simpson?”

Lyvia was completely unconcerned about this, her eyes were busy looking at the barmaids and female guests in the bar. She was amazed, “How can these women dare to dress like this, can those short skirts even be called skirts? And those women, they have such good figures…”

Jun Chester patted Lyvia’s shoulder, reminding her, “Dear?”

Lyvia came back to her senses, puzzled, “What’s wrong?”

Jun Chester looked at Lyvia, finding her a bit off, and asked, “What’s the matter?”

Lyvia exclaimed, “Why are there so many beautiful women here? They all have fantastic figures. Look, especially that woman over there… her figure is just amazing. Can you ask her how much she makes as a waitress here? Such a woman is a feast for the eyes. Can we hire her as a waitress at our house? We do have a small bar at home, but the waitresses there are… how should I put it, not as attractive as her! She’s just too beautiful!”

Jun Chester’s expression was hard to describe.

It’s true…

It’s not easy to learn good habits, but it’s easy to pick up the bad ones.

Abbie was speechless at Lyvia’s performance. But following Lyvia’s gaze, she was equally astonished by the woman dressed as a bunny girl.

Indeed…

She’s stunning!

At that moment, the waitress who had captivated both Lyvia and Abbie, carrying a tray, came towards the bar.

Blonde hair, blue eyes, fair skin, and dressed as a bunny girl, she was graceful and seductive, like a fallen angel. But when she walked towards the bar, she was looking at Jun Chester!

“She’s coming over, she’s coming over!” Lyvia saw the blonde, blue-eyed bunny girl coming over and her heart raced. “Dear, ask for her business card. She’s so beautiful!” She grabbed Jun Chester’s arm.

Jun Chester glanced at the blonde, blue-eyed bunny girl and slightly raised his eyebrows.

He didn’t expect her to be here.

Hadn’t she already become a prisoner under the steps of Lordran?

Cyand, an SSS-level agent from the National Security Administration, known as Isa, was walking step by step toward Jun Chester. She licked her lips and once she reached Jun Chester, she casually put her tray aside, picked up a cocktail from it, and said to Jun Chester, “Master, your most loyal servant, may I have the honor of offering you a drink?”

Lyvia and Abbie were both dumbfounded.

What was going on?