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Chapter 38

Steed, in my opinion, is just a pathetic wretch, and his son is even more useless. They can’t manageSands Project well.

Sands Project was situated at a high-traffic, strategic place. No doubt it would reap huge profits. Thatwas why Tristan was interested in taking it over.

Otherwise, he would not have spent so much effort on it.

Steed scoffed loudly upon hearing Tristan’s words.

Tristan is nothing but an ingrate!

“Why don’t you give it to me? Is it because you want to pass it to your good-for-nothing son?” Tristancurled his lips in disdain. “Haha. Even if you pass it to that piece of trash, do you think he can retain theownership for long? After all, it’ll fall into my hands no matter what. Perhaps your son would have beendead by that time, too.”

Stallion, who was standing outside the office, quivered in fury. If it weren’t for Casper, he would haveburst through the door and beat Tristan up right away.

This guy actually called me a piece of trash? How dare he insult me!

“Even if he’s useless, it’s better than passing it to an ungrateful wretch like you!” Steed was seethingwith rage. “Tristan, I’ll never let you have the project.”

He knew that Tristan was the one who caused the drop in business of Sands Project lately. He oftensent his subordinates to make trouble and even threaten the customers.

He had considered retaliating, but those thugs from Firewolf Chamber of Commerce were not afraid ofhim at all.

I initially thought to let things slide, but who would have thought that this b*stard is so greedy that hewants to snatch Sands Project from me?

Tristan heard the determination in his voice. “Haha. I guess we can’t talk it through then.”

With a cold glint in his eyes, he raised his right hand slightly and said, “Seems like Mr. Steed wants meto do it the hard way, so don’t blame me then. Go…”

Bang!

Before he could finish his sentence, Stallion could no longer hold his temper as he slammed the dooropen and barged into the room. Shooting daggers at Tristan, he rebuked, “A**hole! My father was theone who saved you back then, and this is how you repay him for his kindness? Those who want to hurtmy father must get through me first!”

Stallion stood in front of Steed resolutely, blocking him from Tristan and his subordinates.

Casper let out a sigh and followed Stallion inside with Elena trailing behind him.

Seeing that the people in the room were staring at him, he gave them a nonchalant shrug andbeckoned them to continue. “Go on. I’m just an onlooker. Don’t mind me.”

He then pulled Elena with him and sat down on the couch at the side, acting as if he belonged here.

Stallion almost fainted upon hearing his words.

Is he for real? Can’t he see that Tristan is blackmailing my dad?

Unfazed, Tristan retracted his gaze from Casper and eyed Stallion with contempt. “Stallion, youworthless piece of trash! Did you think that I’d stop after seeing you here? I don’t want to kill you. Getthe f*ck out of my way!”

Stallion let out a scoff and puffed up his chest courageously. “If you want to hurt my father, do so overmy dead body!”

I’ve been cowering behind my dad for my whole life. Growing up, I’ve always felt that my dad isinvincible, but today I realize he’s getting old. Therefore, from today onwards, let me be the one whoprotects him.

Growing impatient, Tristan motioned his subordinates. “Take this brat away! I need to get this oldgrouch to sign the contract today!”

The two thugs were way more buff than Stallion. Their faces were filled with smugness as they closedin on him.

Just as the two men were about to land their hands on Stallion, Casper stared at them mockingly andchimed in, “Hey, you two can’t do that. It’s not in the script.”

Two versus one is unfair.

“Who the hell are you? Tristan’s face turned grim instantly as he glowered at Casper. “Don’t you knowwho we are? We’re from Firewolf Chamber of Commerce. Stop butting in on our business. Do youhave a death wish?”

Does he think that he’s here to watch a play? How dare he treat us as if we’re some stupid actors toentertain him! We’re obviously here to get Sands Project! If he is just an onlooker, he should shut hismouth and stop meddling in our affairs.

“Ah, Firewolf Chamber of Commerce. Oh, so scary.” Casper’s voice was dripping with sarcasm.

He flashed them an innocent grin and continued, “I thought you guys were acting as villains to fightagainst the protagonists, the father-and-son duo. I expect the play to end with the good guys kicking

the bad guys’ butts.”

“You’re asking for trouble. I could knock you down in one punch!” Tristan yelled, seething with rage.

Unperturbed by his anger, Casper put on a stern expression. “Hey, don’t be like that. I’m just anonlooker, remember? I just think that your acting skills are terrible, so I want to point it out to you all.Punching me for that is low.”novelbin

It was as if he had truly regarded himself as an audience of a play.

As soon as Stallion heard his reply, his eyes widened in disbelief. Holy cow! Boss is really one of akind! He makes Tristan go berserk with just a few sentences, but Tristan doesn’t dare to hit him at all.

“I don’t care!” Tristan felt that if he continued the conversation with Casper, he would burst with rage atany second.

Pointing his finger shakily at Casper, he shot a look at his subordinates and yelled, “Throw him out rightnow!”

Hearing so, the two muscular men walked away from Stallion and strode toward Casper menacingly.

“Hey, hey! You don’t have to do this. I’ll shut my mouth, I promise.” Casper held his hands up in defeatand turned to Tristan. “Sir, can you please don’t chase me out? I’ve never seen such a thrilling,dramatic play before.”

He then put his hand into his pocket to search for his phone. “Especially a play about an ingraterepaying good with evil. Can you let me film it as you guys continue the act? I promise I’ll keep quietafter this.”

After he took out his phone, he shook it deliberately in front of Tristan as if he was really excited towatch the show.

Stung by his words, Tristan’s eyes blazed with anger as he ordered, “Kill him! Kill him now!”

He did not want Casper to be in the office anymore, not even for a second more.

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