The Established Siblings of the Pack

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Chapter 423

After the three generations of the Hewitt Family entered the VIP box seats, Kingsley finally turned his

attention back to the silent guests gathered in the hall.

"Now, I will give you a chance to speak." His fingers tapped against the table lightly. "Whoever believes

that I am not qualified to sit here, please feel free to stand up and state your opinion!"

The guests were dead silent. Everybody exchanged glances with terrified expressions on their faces!

The chairman and eldest young master of the Scarlet Heart Group had addressed him as 'Mr.

Nicholson'!

The mafia who took down Xanxus Norton had called him 'Boss Nicholson'!

The young master of the Carter Family and the manager of the Coliree Group had addressed him as

'Mr. Nicholson'!

Even the Solaris Military District's Chief of Army instinctively gave him a military salute!

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How could such a person be an ordinary person? Who would dare to stand up and fearlessly confront

him at this time?

For a time, everybody lowered their heads and trembled where they stood. They even began to

breathe lightly and carefully, not daring to make a sound! The people who had spoken up on behalf of

Eric earlier were so frightened that their bladders loosened, and urine trickled down their legs!

Kingsley swept his gaze over the crowd and said calmly, "Since you have nothing to say, then let me do

the talking." He lowered his head to look at Eric, who was shaking like a leaf in the wind. "Mr. Yorkshire,

I went easy on you back at the Sunshine Casino out of respect for President Yorkshire. Why did you

not repent for your actions?"

"I…" Eric felt as though someone had stuffed his throat with chicken feathers. There was an itchy and

astringent feeling in his throat, leaving him unable to speak a single word!

Kingsley slowly shook his head and then turned to look at Arnold. "President Yorkshire, has the

cooperation project with the Coliree Group been going well?"

Arnold instantly went purple in the lips. Even his face took on an unnatural tinge of blue. Then, finally,

he stammered, "I-It's going s-smoothly…"

After that, he immediately fell to his knees with a loud 'thud' and knelt down in front of Kingsley. He

spoke tremulously, "Mr. Nicholson, it's my fault for raising my son poorly! It's my fault! It's all my fault!

Please forgive my son! I will bear all the sins and punishments on behalf of my son!"

Eric seemed to grasp at straws upon hearing Arnold's words as he repeatedly shouted, "That's right!

Let my father take the punishment on my behalf! Let my father bow before you! He will kneel before

you as many times as he has to!"

Kingsley frowned slightly. "The guilty should bear their crimes. Why don't you understand such

concepts, President Yorkshire? Spoiling your child is like killing them! How long will you bear his sins

on his behalf?" While he was speaking, he turned to look at Heston and questioned, "President

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Maslow, how did you punish Will when he made a mistake at the bidding conference last time?"

"I whipped him hard with a belt! The belt ripped his skin apart!" Heston answered truthfully. "Then, I

froze all his cards! He can only earn wages by working hard at his job! If he refused to work hard, then

he wouldn't even have enough money to fuel his car! That's why he could only go to work by bicycle for

the first two days!"

Kingsley nodded before he turned back to Arnold with a question. "What about you, President

Yorkshire? Did you know that Eric suffered a huge loss in the Sunshine Casino just two days ago?"

After Arnold overheard the conversation between Kingsley and Heston, his expression changed from

panic to confusion. He blabbered with a blank look in his eyes, "I heard about the incident, but I didn't

think any of it. I simply told him not to get hurt…" At that point, he clutched at his heart and slowly rose

to his feet. He wobbled to a chair nearby as he sat down, and mumbled hoarsely, "Could it be… Could

it be that I've been wrong all this time? Could I have been ruining him instead?"

Even Heston could not bear to listen any longer. "Arnold! You are an extremely shrewd businessman!

How can you be such a fool when it comes to educating your children? Why do you keep trying to find

fault in yourself?"

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