The Established Siblings of the Pack

Chapter 407

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!

Therefore, 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!
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