My Sudden Rich Life

Chapter 21

Chapter 21 For My Father‘s Sake

Bernard and his sycophants were usually arrogant at school. But even they knew better not to provoke

a real ruthless gangster. Their heads were

lowered to the ground, and they did not say a word. They did not even dare to loo k at Maison in fear

that he would shift his attention to them.

The culprit was trembling

in fear. He cast a glance at Trevor, and an idea flashed in his mind. All of a sudden, he pushed Trevor

from behind.

“Ah!” Caught off guard, Trevor almost fell to the floor.

“What? Are you the one who hit me?” Maison grabbed Trevor‘s collar with one ha nd and hoisted him

up.

“Yes, Mr. Ellis. He‘s the one who broke your watch,” Grant lied. “Yes. I saw it with my own eyes!”

Bernard echoed.

Maison raised his eyebrows at Trevor and scoffed, “You poor, lowly bastard. How are you going to

compensate for my watch?

“I... I can afford it, but I refuse to compensate you!” Trevor looked at Maison firml y.

“Bah. Even if you sell your organs, you won‘t afford it. I‘ll tell you what. No matte r what method you

use, you have to pay for my loss one way or another,” Maison said in an icy cold tone while looking at

Trevor fiercely.

“I would

pay for it if I was the one who broke it. But it wasn‘t me. Bernard‘s sidekick was the one who broke your

precious watch!”

With his veins bulging on his temples, Trevor tightly clutched his tennis racket an d glared at the culprit.

Trevor would not have been misunderstood if he had not pushed him from the cr owd. It was not his

fault.

Bessie came to his defense. “He‘s telling the truth. He wasn‘t the one who hit the ball. It was indeed

that man!”

Maison loosened his grip on Trevor‘s collar and walked to Bernard‘s follower with a tennis racket in his

hand. “Were you the one who hit the ball?” he asked while l ooking at him with narrowed eyes.

“I...” The follower‘s face turned ghastly pale, and his legs trembled in terror. He c ast a glance at

Bernard and hoped that Bernard would save him.

But then, Maison suddenly swung the racket and hit the follower in the stomach.

“Ah!” The follower groaned in pain and knelt down while clutching his stomach. H is forehead also

broke out in a cold sweat.

Corrie and Bessie were terrified. They held each other and did not dare

to move an inch. Even Bernard and Grant were scared shitless. They were just fo oling around like they

always did, but it led to something unexpected.

Besides, they had never been in a real fight.

Judging from the ferocious look on his face and the scar on his body, Maison woul d not spare them.

He was obviously strong enough to beat

them all, so they did not dare to provoke him. Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Unlike everyone else, Trevor was not afraid. In fact, he was happy that Bernard‘s f ollower got beaten

up. ‘You guys always bully me. And now, I‘m going to make yo u have a taste of your own medicine.‘

Maison snorted in disdain. “You have two choices. Pay two million dollars for the damage you‘ve done,

or make those two women sleep with me.”

He pointed at Bessie and Corrie as he spoke. Since he laid his eyes on those two, he could not stop

thinking about sleeping with them.

Corrie‘s face turned pale. She turned to Trevor

and, to his surprise, blamed him. “Trevor, this is all your fault! If you hadn‘t dodg ed the ball, it wouldn‘t

have hit Mr. Ellis! You should be held accountable for this. ”

“Yes. Why did you have to dodge?” Bernard also condemned him.

“Enough!” Trevor bellowed, “Bernard, how bold of you to blame me when your si sidekick hit the ball

towards me on purpose. You have to pay for what you‘ve done! ”

“I‘m not in the mood to listen to your petty argument. Are you going to pay me two million d ollars, or

are you going to make those two beauties sleep with me?”

Corrie backed into the corner out of panic. Even if she sold herself, she was not w orth that much.

“Mr. Ellis, two million dollars is too much. How about this, for the sake of my father, please let it go this

time.”

Grant took out a whole pack of cigarettes from his pocket and handed it to Maiso n, trying to ingratiate

himself with him.