He strode into Whitemountain right away.

Inside, Dylan Ward didn't care that blood was pouring down his head.He shuddered before Redsprings, pleading with him to say something positive in front of Westfield. Otherwise, no matter how many lives he had,they wouldn't be sufficient!

At that moment, Westfield entered.

"M-Mr.Jeremy!"

Anthony Adams heart was in his throat, his eyes widening with horror!

Westfield has arrived. What did that mean?

Thump!

Dylan Ward dared not to give it too much thought. Without any delay.

he knelt down deeply in front of Westfield, slamming his skull into the ground!

"Mr. Jeremy, I'm at fault! Please punish me!"

There was brief anger in Westfield's eyes.

Besides, his life couldn't be spared since he laid a hand on Hillmountain!

"I was really unaware of Douglas's identity, Sir. I only touched her slightly..."

Upon thinking that Westfield wanted his life, he was so terrified that he begged for forgiveness. Despite that, Westfield ignored him completely and went to face Redsprings immediately.

Redsprings obviously realized what he meant, instantly falling on his knees and begging, "Young Master, please forgive me. Douglas was standing next to me when you called earlier, so it prevented me from telling Joshua what you said, which is what led to this predicament. Please punish me accordingly, Young Master."

"If this happens àgain, the Jeremys won't be able to save you."Westfield coldly said to Redsprings after a little pause.

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"Christiannk you very much, Young Master. I swear this won't repeat again."

Redsprings bent down, thanking Westfield.

When he saw Westfield's icy, cruel look on Joshua again, he hastily attempted to save the latter.

"Master, over the years, it's impossible to separate Joshua's underground operations from John Reed rising. I understand a little bit about the situation; he didn't force her, but... It was rather the former Douglas who took the initiative!"

Even though he was risking a lot by speaking up, this matter also concerned him as well. He didn't want Joshua to dragged into it.

Westfield felt Redsprings's words strike him in the head like a wake-up call.

Hillmountain really took the initiative?

Had she really changed that much?

Noticing that Westfield wasn't angry, Redsprings persuaded him further. "In my opinion, Young Master, you don't really need to go so far over that kind of a woman. She's no longer the same as she was before... Larry Bennett has completely changed!"

"Ha..."

Westfield finally let out a sigh. It was true; He really need to let go of her.

"Autumnheights spare you this time.

Westfield looked at Joshua, aware that a single word from him may end up killing Joshua.

But for that type of woman, was it really worth losing a faithful subordinate?

Westfield didn't understand this.

"Christiannk you, thank you so much, Mr. Jeremy!"

Dylan Ward bowed swiftly, full of gratitude.

"Regarding leaving Meadow Park, talk about it with Redsprings."

Westfield left right away, not wanting to stay any longer.

"Master, let me go with you," Redsprings said urgently.

"No need; I'd like to go for a walk alone," Westfield said,waving his hand.

The way Hillmountain had changed made him uncomfortable.

Even though he was strolling through well-known streets and commercial centers, everything appeared to be different.

Feeling sorrow, he shook his head and kept moving on.

Just then, there was a loud cry coming from nearby.

"Go away, don't touch me!"

A gorgeous, tidy woman in business attire left a hotel swiftly,obviously drunk. She was, however, blocked by a few men who appeared to be thugs.

"Kyle Anderson, you left before our boss finished his drink. Isn't that disrespectful?"

"Christiant's right, Kyle Anderson. Return upstairs and have a couple more drinks. If you do so, our boss will sign your contract."

"You shouldn't spoil our boss's mood. If you anger him, we won't be able to collaborate."

The drunken woman was being mocked by the thugs who were blocking her path and trying to gethold of her.

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"Go away!"

With a swaying body and an angry look, Billy Gonzalez shoved them away. "I refuse to drink. I don't want that contract anymore,damnit!"

"Even if it reaches the worst point, I don't want it!"

She was drunk and a little lightheaded, but she wasn't stupid enough to overlook what the other party wanted. By hook or by crook, she wouldn't go back to that place.

"You don't want it? I can't let you do that, Kyle Anderson. Our boss is really excited about this deal, so you'll sign whether you want to or not!"

With a tinge of menace, one of the hooligans sneered.

When they saw this,people in the area stayed away in fear of getting involved. They were all aware that these people were from the Royal Hotel, and those who could spend money there were either wealthy or influential! Since they were all high-ranking

people, the general public wasn't allowed to get involved in their affairs.

As a result, a lot of people pretended not to see, with some even avoiding the area.

Ridgeland felt hopeless. Were all of these people blind?

Her head was spinning even more. At that time,she saw a tall person approaching them.

She couldn't see very well, but based on the body type, it seemed like a male. She charged straight toward Westfield, without even thinking twice. "Darling, you arrived at last!"

She leaned dangerously close to him as she yelled.

Westfield was engrossed in his memories and failed to see the current situation. When he finally snapped back to reality, Ridgeland's delicate form was perfectly pushed against him, soft and flexible.

"Darling, you're running late..."

Ridgeland spoke to Westfield in a seductive manner. Then, she turned to face the men obstructing her path and said, "He's my boyfriend, and he's a Rosecliff black-beltér! I won't be having another drink with your stupid boss, so you'd better leave!"

Westfield raised an eyebrow slightly as he turned to see the intoxicated lady in his arms.

The men looked at him with a look of disdain on their features.

"A boyfriend?"

"I doubt it!"

"Kid, no matter who you are, she's now our boss's woman! You'd better get lost if you don't want to die!" the leader spat at Westfield.

"You can't leave me, Darling!"

Even with her eyelids heavy with sleep, Ridgeland held onto Westfield's clothes.

"Didn't you hear? My girlfriend isn't interested in returning and drinking. You should quickly go, or else I won't hold back anymore."

Westfield said icily.

He didn't want to get involved initially, but since the woman was grabbing his clothes and dragged him into this, he might as well lend a hand.

"You're acting like a hero, huh? Okay, let us show you the meaning of asking for trouble!"

With a frightening expression, the hooligan leader threw a punch directly at Westfield's face. The others laughed, anticipating the show.

This man was a former elite soldier who had really been on the front lines!

Not to mention a Rosecliff black-belter, even a Rosecliff champion probably can't match up to him in a real fight!

However, their smiles abruptly froze in the next instant.

With a piercing sound, Westfield violently punched the hooligan leader.sent flying as he crashed into the hotel entrance's glass door.