YM778.TV Chapter 117 - 116: Make Him Call Someone 1
“Julius!”
Quella Radcliffe’s heart tightened.
Lance Casey was her best sister, how could she just stand by and watch her being bullied?
In fact, Julius Reed had already stepped in to intervene without her having to say anything.
Crack!
“Ouch!”
Banyan Carmichael felt as if he had chopped his hand on an iron plate.
Pain shot through his head, making him twitch all over.
“Damn! Dare to mess with our boss!”
“Looking for death, are you?”
Seeing Banyan Carmichael at a disadvantage, the gang members all crowded in.
“Brother Dragon, are you okay?”
“Are you blind? Do I look like I’m okay?”
Banyan Carmichael’s face was ashen, his whole arm almost numb.
He pointed at Julius Reed and threatened, “Kid, you’ve messed with me in Gonzalez City, there’s no good ending for you!”
With that, he stepped back.
The intention was clear, an opportunity for his underlings to make their move! “Heh heh! We’re gonna hit you hard later, make it less painful for you!”
“Tell me, how do you wanna die?”
The hooligans rolled up their sleeves, ready to take action against Julius Reed.
“Security! There’s a disturbance!”
Seeing these people eager to fight, Lance Casey screamed.
But the restaurant staff had already been blocked by Larkin Weather and his people at the door, unable to intervene.
In Gonzalez City, everyone knew what kind of person Banyan Carmichael was.
Doing business, the last thing you wanted was to provoke such people. “Enough! Stop yelling! Who dares to meddle in Brother Dragon’s affairs!”
An impatient gang member said, then reached out to grab at Julius Reed’s clothes.
“Cosmo, don’t take a life.”
Julius Reed stood up, lightly flicking the dust off his clothes and pulled Lance Casey to his side.
“Relax! We know how to do it, guarantee you’ll wish you were…”
Bang!
The hooligan didn’t get to finish his sentence as Cosmo suddenly lunged forward and kicked the man to the door!
The force was so great that it sent him flying for more than ten meters!
‘You!”
This happened so suddenly, the gang members hadn’t fully grasped what was going on.
But Cosmo gave them no time to react!
Crack!
With a succession of the sounds of bottles breaking, the hooligans were all sprawled across the ground.
Blood streamed from their foreheads, and they were somewhat out of it.
One had to admit, Cosmo’s control of strength was just right!
There was no risk to their lives and when they woke up, they would be practically vegetative!
She had been holding back for a long time!
Her master had been insulted, and these people deserved to die!
So when she struck, it was with deadly moves!
“What the hell!”
In the time it took Larkin Weather to turn around at the door, all the hooligans had fallen.
“What’s going on!”
Banyan Carmichael hadn’t caught up either.
No one answered him. Cosmo casually walked over with a bottle in hand.
“I’m warning you…”
Banyan Carmichael backed away while his underlings at the door hurried over for backup.
“Whoever takes care of him for me gets a hundred thousand from me!”
“Big brother, I’ll take that hundred thousand!”
A gang member snorted coldly. It was just a woman, after all.
He could handle her with one hand!
But if he had seen what just happened, he wouldn’t dare to take it even for a million!
“Crack! ”
With a flick of the bottle in Cosmo’s hand, that gang member rolled his eyes and fell to the ground motionless.
“Don’t mess around! I’m telling you, this is Gonzalez City! It’s my turf!”
Watching his underlings get knocked down one after another, Banyan Carmichael finally started to panic on the inside.
What on earth is this woman’s background?
She actually downed his whole crew, one bottle after another!
“Let him call for backup!”
Julius Reed said with a smile.
Meanwhile, he gestured to the restaurant staff: “Serve the food! We’re all starving!”
“Certainly!”
The waitstaff dared not delay and immediately served the dishes.
In fact, the food had been ready for a while, but with Banyan Carmichael causing a scene, who would have dared to serve it?
Wouldn’t that be asking for trouble?
Now that Cosmo had stirred things up, they immediately brought the food over.
“You all should hurry up and leave! Otherwise, once he calls for backup, you’re going to have a difficult time!”
The owner personally delivered the dishes, while whispering into Julius Reed’s ear.
They often hung out in this area and knew all too well about Banyan Carmichael.
But these diners were their customers too, so they felt obliged to give them a kind warning.
“No worries! I just want to see who he could possibly call over! ”
Julius Reed picked up his chopsticks, tasted the sea cucumber, and gave a thumbs up: “Not bad!”
“Is that so? I’ll try it too!”
Seeing Julius Reed enjoy the taste, Quella Radcliffe was also eager to try.
But Lance Casey and Olayinka Davenport had no appetite at all.
With things as they were, how could they even think about eating!
Watching Quella Radcliffe and Julius Reed eat with increasing relish, the two sighed heavily and picked up their chopsticks, resigned.
If the main man wasn’t worried, what could they do? And judging by Cosmo’s behavior, he seemed quite capable!
“Aren’t we leaving?”
Olayinka Davenport asked as she ate, cautiously looking at Julius Reed, but she couldn’t glean anything from his expression.
“Go where? Aren’t we here to eat?”
Quella Radcliffe was already accustomed to such situations.
After having been through countless assassination attempts, was this even worth calling an incident?
If Olayinka Davenport and Lance Casey knew that Julius Reed had once dealt with the Three Blade Society, they probably would’ve sat up straight too, right?
“Fine! Your husband will pay today!”
Lance Casey called out to the waitstaff: “One more of everything! Bring us everything! ”
Seeing as Julius Reed seemed to be a wealthy man, she had to take him for all he was worth!
At that moment, the other patrons in the restaurant were looking at them with strange expressions.
They had offended Banyan Carmichael and still dared to feast and drink merrily?
Plus, they were even giving the guy a chance to call for backup—wasn’t that just courting death?
“Reed, this is delicious! Eat more of it!”
Quella Radcliffe picked up a big shrimp and placed it on Julius Reed’s plate.
“Landen, you’ve changed! In the past, you’d always give the tasty bits to me and
Anna Harris!”
Lance Casey pouted, having completely forgotten the previous displeasures. “By the way, hubby Quella, where do you work?”
As they continued eating, everyone grew more familiar with each other.
“Work? I don’t have a job! I’m a kept man, living off my wife!” Julius Reed answered quite naturally.
“Damn! You have the nerve to say that! Landen, is he lying?”
Lance Casey didn’t believe Julius Reed could be living off someone else. If that were true, how could Quella Radcliffe have married him?
“Well… it’s kind of true…”
The question suddenly stumped Quella Radcliffe.
Julius Reed didn’t really have a job, and he was always revolving around her—it seemed he truly was a kept man, in the strictest sense.
“No ambition! Go find a job tomorrow! Then this meal, doesn’t that make it
Quella’s treat?”
Upon hearing that Julius Reed didn’t have a job, Lance Casey instantly lost her appetite.
In her mind, Quella Radcliffe was still just an employee, not someone with a lot of money.
Today’s dishes were chosen with no expense spared!
And they had ordered many portions! The meal must be costing tens of thousands!
“Go, settle the bill first! ”
Julius Reed pulled out a card from his clothes and handed it to Lance Casey:
“My card, take it! Pay the bill first, so no one accuses me of being a kept man!” “Hmph! If there’s no money in there, just wait for your granny’s scorn!”
Lance Casey huffed and took the black card to the cashier..