LORD CHESTER COMES BACK

Jeffrey Simpson was the cousin of Lyvia’s adoptive father. He had known since childhood that Lyvia was the adopted daughter of the family and had coveted her for a long time. At this moment, Lyvia was sitting in front of the computer. When she heard Jeffrey Simpson’s frivolous words, her delicate face flushed with anger. However, she had already quietly picked up a pencil from the computer desk. She secretly decided that if Jeffrey Simpson dared to make any substantive indecent moves towards her, she would make sure the pencil would be stabbed into his neck.

But as soon as this thought crossed Lyvia’s mind, Jeffrey Simpson’s next words made her feel desperate. “Lyvia, do you know how much I’m worth now? My total assets have reached 50 million! It’s your great fortune that I’m interested in you, so don’t act so high and mighty with me!” “Besides, your parents have gone to the hospital to see your grandfather. If I were to force myself on you now, do you think you’d have any chance to resist?”

That being said, Jeffrey Simpson had already approached Lyvia. He had unbuckled his belt, intending to whip Lyvia with it first. Just then, Jeffrey Simpson heard footsteps and almost instinctively looked behind him. Who else could it be but Jun Chester? Jun Chester looked at Jeffrey Simpson with cold eyes. Jeffrey Simpson’s heart tightened, and he felt an inexplicable fear.

Lyvia, seeing Jun Chester, instantly relaxed and called out his name. “Jun!” Jun Chester pointed outside and said calmly, “Dion is outside. You go out first and leave this to me.” Lyvia hesitated for a moment but still followed Jun Chester’s instructions and left. Jeffrey Simpson, with a gloomy expression, was about to buckle his belt and leave in frustration.

Jun Chester’s face was icy as he spoke coldly. “Did I say you could leave?” Jeffrey Simpson turned to look at Jun Chester and scoffed. “Damn, Jun Chester, do you really think I’m scared of you?” “You’d better understand your situation. It’s an honor for you if I want your woman!” “You want to act tough in front of me? Fine! Come on! Kneel down!” “Otherwise, I’ll make a phone call, and my brothers will come right over. No one will be able to save you then!”

Jeffrey Simpson wasn’t speaking nonsense. In recent years, his business had been going smoothly thanks to one person: Lucy London, the little princess of the London family. Now, with just one call from Jeffrey Simpson, quite a few thugs could indeed be summoned in the shortest time. After all, Lucy London was a well-known little princess in Dirtmouth.

Jun Chester looked at Jeffrey Simpson coldly, not in the mood to waste words with him. But just as he was about to step forward and beat Jeffrey Simpson to a pulp, a voice filled with tears suddenly came from the front of the supermarket. “Uncle Chester! I’m sorry! I’m really sorry!” “Please spare me this time, my brother really wants to beat me to death!”Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.

At that moment, red-haired Lucy London rushed in, her hair disheveled. When she saw Jun Chester, she knelt directly in front of him, hugging his leg and continuing to wail. “Uncle Chester, Uncle Chester, I really know I was wrong. I shouldn’t have taken Dion street racing!” “Uncle Chester, I don’t have a driver’s license, I really don’t! My brother already said he’s going to send me to the Civil Department and lock me up there!” “Uncle Chester, I’m still young, please forgive me this time. After all, I’m going to be your daughter-in-law in the future!” “Uncle Chester, I beg you, ah…”

Jun Chester’s face darkened. Dawson London’s younger sister was a wild girl, lacking discipline. Jeffrey Simpson, seeing Lucy London’s appearance, was nearly scared to death. Miss London? Why would she call Jun Chester “Uncle Chester”? What had happened?

Jun Chester impatiently pushed Lucy London aside and scolded her. “Stop making a fuss!” “Stand aside for now; I have other matters to deal with!” With that, Jun Chester continued walking towards Jeffrey Simpson. It was only then that Lucy London noticed Jeffrey Simpson. She was first taken aback, then assumed that Jeffrey Simpson could speak up in front of Jun Chester.

“Mr. Simpson? How come you’re here?”

“Do you know my Uncle Chester? Hurry up and speak for me. If you can persuade him to let me off just this once, I’ll reward you with a villa!”

“By the way, haven’t you always wanted to be a regional manager?”

“Come on, if you help me settle this today, all the chain hotels of the London Group will be yours!”