The Rise of a Master: It Starts With Rejection

Chapter 100

Callum appeared somewhat surprised and then turned his head, calling out, "Hugo, come here and explain what's going on."

To Warren's surprise, Hugo was there, too. He felt a sinking feeling in his gut.

Out of all the connections he had, the most influential person he could reach was Thomas. The others wouldn't even get the chance to step through the door, let alone strike up a conversation with Callum.

Sure enough, Hugo walked up to Warren, who had just started to stand. Without any warning, Hugo kicked him squarely in the chest, sending him stumbling back.

His face was icy as he said, "Warren? I gave you a chance, didn't I? I said by sunset, and clearly, you failed to deliver. Just wait-within a week, your company will be done for."

Even Thomas hadn't expected Hugo to act so brazenly, completely ignoring his presence. Warren was, after all, his guest, and in normal circumstances, even the most disrespectful people would think twice before acting out in front of their host.

"Enough! Let him go!" Callum finally barked, his tone switching to a more diplomatic one as he turned to Thomas with a smile.

"Thomas, please don't be offended. My son has been spoiled rotten by his mother. Hugo, apologize to Mr. Camden, now."

Hugo grudgingly lifted his foot and, with a much more subdued expression, turned to

Thomas.

I'm sorry. I wasn't aiming this at you-it's just that Warren crossed

intended to give him any real respect. They'd played the classic good cop, bad cop routine, showing him just enough courtesy

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followed Thomas out, not even

had never been treated like this in his entire life,

they left, patting Hugo on the shoulder. "His connections are impressive, no doubt, but he's got nothing to do with me. And yet,

You must marry Wendy. It's crucial to our family's plan. Anyone who tries to intervene had better

"I understand, Dad."

Warren off at home, Thomas, who was still

""Mr. Camden?"

something you need

Thomas had to

out of Avesburgh? And

have severed ties on the surface, she knew that Felix still cared in his own way. Could Hugo really

mind was racing as she paced in the living