Chapter 177 - Self-Punishment

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

At the very same time, Finn Taylor was drinking in his private room along with Andre Cavill.

Just then, a young boy shoved the door open.

Andre Cavill frowned. ‘How could this kid be so insensible? This is the first time I’m drinking with Master Peregrine, yet my subordinate has done such a thing! It will surely leave a bad impression on Master Peregrine!’

“Get out!” Andre Cavill didn’t even spare that boy a glance before roaring those words out.

However, Finn Taylor stopped him. “What’s the matter?”

The young boy was slightly nervous but still spilled the beans. “Mr. Taylor, someone smashed your car.”

‘Huh?!’ Everyone in the room—including Finn Taylor and Andre Cavill—were taken aback. ‘What is going on?’ 

‘I’ve come just to have a drink. I haven’t offended anyone, so who would smash my car?’

“I’ll have a look.” Andre Cavill stood up and was about to head out.

However, Finn Taylor waved him off. ‘Andre Cavill has just started his business. If we allow someone to stir trouble up now, others will only follow suit in the future. It would simply be better to resolve everything right there and then.’

“Bring him here.”

His subordinates nodded and headed out immediately.

Andre Cavill glanced at Finn Taylor awkwardly, not knowing whether to laugh or to cry. “Master Peregrine, I really…”

Finn Taylor waved him off. “Call me Finn. Don’t expose my identity.”

Andre Cavill slapped himself viciously, realizing that he seemed to have done something wrong.

At the bar entrance, Kelly Jensen had also joined in on smashing the car with her friend. ‘Anyway, I’m not the one who started it all. If anything happens, Frank Lucas has to bear the responsibility.’ 

Right at that very moment, 40 to 50 men rushed out of the bar and surrounded the pair. “Come with us. Our boss wants to meet you.”

Frank Lucas was shell-shocked. At that moment, even he felt slightly anxious. ‘Ordinary folk wouldn’t be able to afford a hundred-thousand-dollar luxury car. One has to have a background like Father’s.’ 

This had completely slipped his mind earlier. The concept of needing to pay for the consequences seemed rather frightening to him now.

But what was done was done. He had no other choice but to trudge along and follow the men into the bar.

However, Frank Lucas wasn’t really that terrified. ‘It’s just a hundred-thousand-dollar car. That person is probably on the same level as my father. At the very worst, I could simply ask Father to save me from this situation. That person will probably let me go on Father’s account.’

Of course, that was only Frank Lucas’s own wishful thinking.

Very quickly, Frank Lucas and Kelly Jensen entered the private room together.

When Kelly Jensen saw that it was Finn Taylor sitting in the private room, she took a second glance.

However, an idea suddenly ran through her mind. ‘I can use Frank Lucas to my benefit!’

“Hey, Finn Taylor, it’s you. Shouldn’t you be in the Larson family’s house? It wouldn’t be good if Yvette Larson finds out that you’re here, don’t you think?”

Finn Taylor was well-known in San Francisco. He was the useless matrilocal son-in-law of San Francisco that everyone knew.

Now that Kelly Jensen had even mentioned Yvette Larson, Frank Lucas was certain that the man in front of him was that very same piece of trash.

The anxiety in Frank Lucas’s heart now disappeared. ‘Perhaps I would’ve been slightly afraid while facing someone else, but you’re just a useless matrilocal son-in-law. Why should I be afraid of you?’ 

Frank Lucas walked over and picked up a glass of wine before saying, “Your car was in my way. My hand slipped and accidentally hit your car, so I’ll punish myself by drinking this. We’ll leave it at that then.”

With that, Frank Lucas downed the wine. He felt that this matter would be resolved just like that.

Everyone present in the room was rather stunned by his shamelessness.

After all, he had destroyed the Ferrari. How could he still say that he had merely hit it by accident?

If it was so, would Finn Taylor have bothered about it at all?

“Oh? You hit it accidentally? Will it be a misunderstanding if I accidentally hit you now?” Finn Taylor rubbed his fist, and 40 to 50 men rushed up in unison.

Frank Lucas wasn’t afraid of Finn Taylor, but he was overpowered. He was no match for the few dozen men.

“Finn Taylor, you’d better know your place. Who are you? Try hitting me and see what’ll happen to you!” Because he couldn’t beat the other up, he tried to use his status. He thought that the other would definitely be afraid of him.

“Who are you to say that?” The door opened just then, and Hunter Sullivan strolled in. He then poured three shots of liquor for himself before downing them all. “Mr. Taylor, I’m sorry I was held up with something. I’ll punish myself by drinking these three shots.”

Looking at how Hunter Sullivan had downed three consecutive shots while he only drank one, Frank Lucas felt a little stunned. ‘Hunter Sullivan of New York. Finn Taylor knows Hunter Sullivan! Besides, it seems as though they share a close relationship!’ 

“Mr. Taylor, the car outside is yours, isn’t it? It was this rascal who smashed it. Throw him into the sea as fish food!”

The moment Hunter Sullivan spoke up, Frank Lucas nearly wet his pants.

If Finn Taylor had been the one who had said it, he simply would’ve scoffed and ignored the other. But it was Hunter Sullivan who had said it, and that meant much more.

Hunter Sullivan was a man of his words.

Frank Lucas immediately dropped down onto his knees. “Mr. Sullivan, I was wrong. I’ll pay you. I’ll pay for a brand-new car. Will that do?”

Hunter Sullivan rolled his eyes. “You’re begging the wrong person—the car isn’t even mine. Besides, even I can’t make decisions for Mr. Taylor.”

‘Besides, even I can’t make decisions for Mr. Taylor. There’s much more to it than what meets the eye. Doesn’t that mean that Finn Taylor has a higher status than Hunter Sullivan? But that’s ridiculous!’ However, Frank Lucas had to admit that Finn Taylor wasn’t one to be trifled with now.

The former kowtowed on the ground repeatedly. “Mr. Taylor, I was wrong. I’m sorry.”

Finn Taylor shrugged. “You’re begging the wrong person too. I didn’t buy the car—Kimberly Gold gave me that car. Why don’t you call Kimberly Gold and ask what the Gold family wants to do with you?”

Frank Lucas was about to vomit blood. ‘All I did was smash a Ferrari. It’s already incredulous that Hunter Sullivan has been brought into the picture, so why is the Gold family being involved too?’ 

Yet, Finn Taylor’s attention wasn’t on Frank Lucas but Kelly Jensen. “Kelly Jensen, I think I just warned you a few days ago. Why are you provoking me again? Andre, get in touch with Aaron Jensen. I want the Jensen family to give me a satisfactory answer.”

As soon as he finished his sentence, Andre Cavill immediately went off to make the call.