Megan initially expected the guy to cower in fear after hearing what she said, but he maintained his
calm expression and smirked in disdain instead. “Why should I care if this
restaurant belongs to South County Mansion? They’ll still have to bow down to me when they show up.
I’ll destroy this
restaurant with a snap of the finger if they piss me off, and I can even take away his position as county
governor.”
He puffed his chest and emphasized his stance. “After all, a new county governor will have to be
elected if the current one is removed from their position.”
“Who are you?” Megan gritted her teeth. She was starting to worry the moment this man refused to
back down. Her first. guess was that he might be the son of a certain province governor, or perhaps
even a province governor himself.
The fat man let go of the woman he was assaulting and dusted his hands. He then asked Megan, “Who
are you? Are you the general manager?”
“I am.” Megan folded her hands over her chest and snorted coldly. “And the county governor is my
brother–inw.”
“Oh, interesting! I didn’t think the general manager of this restaurant would be such a feisty woman. Not
bad! You have a very… nice…” He ogled Megan’s body as he teased, “Actually,
you have an amazing figure! I’ve changed my mind. The receptionist isn’t as pretty as you are, and you
even have three other beautiful women with you, perfect! Fes, bring them along so I can have a bit of
fun with themter!”
“How dare you!” Diane clenched her fists. It was her first time meeting such an arrogant and perverted
man.
As soon as Benjamin heard what the man said about Megan, he clenched his fists and stepped
forward. “Hey! Watch what you say, pal! How dare you talk to her like that?! Stop fooling
around!”
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“You’re the one fooling around!” The fat man smiled coldly. He
then turned to a 1.9–meter–tall man behind him and said, ”
Break his leg, Fent.”
Fent grinned coldly, rubbed his hands, and appeared before
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Benjamin in the blink of an eye.
Benjamin was a little taken aback. Even though he had reached
the attainment of a level three warrior king, Fent was far too
quick for him. He could tell through Fent’s speed that thetter was probably at least a level six warrior
king.
Benjamin gritted his teeth and prepared to fight. Although he was not very confident taking Fent head–
on, he could not just idly watch.
Right then, a figure appeared in front of him and delivered a swift punch. A huge st was heard, and
Fent could be seen
crashing into a few tables several meters away.
Several people at the restaurant had already paid the bill and left after realizing that trouble was
brewing. Some of the
braver guests hid to one side to watch the fight
curious to know who the cocky man was.