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Chapter 407
The sight of them grabbing each other's hair and collar seemed brutal from an outsider's perspective.
However, the fact was that they weren't really hurting each other.
Earlier, Eric was furious that Will kept bringing up that he ate socks, and he went to grab Will's collar
because he momentarily lost his temper.
Although he sounded very fierce, he didn't have the courage to beat Will up. After all, even if the
Scarlet Heart Group had lost the bid previously, they were still influential. So, he wasn't that brainless
enough to hit the Scarlet Heart Group's heir in public.
Will was in more or less the same predicament as well—not daring to start a real fistfight with Eric.
Hence, they merely grabbed each other and kept hurling abuse at one another; none of them received
any physical blows from the other party.
After they broke apart, Eric straightened his ruffled hair. Then, he embarrassedly shifted the blame on
Kingsley again.
In his opinion, a weakling like Kingsley was hundreds of times easier to deal with than Will!
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtTherefore, he pointed a finger at Kingsley's nose and roared angrily, "You! Don't f*cking stand at the
side and enjoy the show! Once Mrs. Hewitt's banquet is over, I'll definitely kill you! And that sister of
yours as well! I swear I'll make her mine and not leave the slightest chance for Maslow!"
A cold look flashed past Kingsley's eyes, and he said indifferently, "I'll give you another chance to
rephrase your sentence."
"Hmph, you still have the guts to be a show-off in front of me?" Eric sneered. "I may not be able to get
rid of Will, but not you!" he shouted, raising his hand and swinging it at Kingsley's face.
Thud!
Kingsley grabbed his wrist in one move and said icily, "There should be a limit to how arrogant you can
be. Once you cross the line, you'll find yourself in trouble!"
"Trouble? As the young master of the Sunrise Corporation, what kind of trouble will I get myself into?"
Eric jerked his arm but couldn't break free from Kingsley's grip. "Let me go, you b*stard! Otherwise,
you'll be the f*cking one in trouble!"
The second those words left his lips, the crowd behind him became restless. Then, everyone retreated
to two sides respectfully, opening up a path.
After that, the group of important figures—with Walter leading the pack—paced steadily toward them,
wearing stern faces.
When they saw Eric with his raised hand that was about to strike somebody, the looks on the elders'
faces turned even more sullen.
A provincial governor said strictly, "The banquet is starting soon, but people are fighting! What's going
on? Whose son is the one raising his hand?"
All color drained from Arnold's face as he said shakily, "H-He's… my son…" Then, he did a complete
180 as he raised a trembling finger at Eric and bellowed, "Rascal! How dare you raise your hand during
Mrs. Hewitt's birthday banquet?"
Eric was scared silly at the line-up of influential figures appearing before his eyes. Hence, he tried his
best to shrug off Kingsley's grip, which forced his hand into mid-air. Alas, he couldn't break free at all!
Finally, a look of dawning horror appeared on his face as he hissed through gritted teeth, "Let me go
now, b*stard! We'll both be dead if you keep holding me!"
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmArnold also immediately took the chance to step forward and raised his voice, saying, "Which family
are you from? Let go of my son right now. Or else, I'll—"
Although his voice at the start of his sentence sounded stern, he came to an abrupt stop mid-sentence
as he was too stunned to finish. He could only wordlessly gape at Kingsley in disbelief, his lips
trembling as though they had been electrocuted.
"Y-You… Are you M-Mr. Nicholson?!"
Previously during the pre-bid conference of the Coliree Group, he had witnessed with his own eyes
how the higher management staff of Coliree Group had treated Kingsley with the utmost respect. He
also knew that it was because Will had offended Kingsley that he was able to get that eight-billion-
dollar project.
By now, he had already surmised that Kingsley was most likely the secret owner = of Coliree Group.
Even if he wasn't, he had to be a person of great influence in the company.
When Arnold saw his own son raising his fist at the owner behind the Coliree Group, he became so
fearful that his heart almost shuddered to a complete stop.