“That’s impossible.” Owen waved his hand.
"I have been the sole heir of my family since I was a child, and I have the purest noble blood in our family."
Luo Xiu was just a beggar who had wandered the streets, and he had only managed to climb to his current position by sheer luck.
If it weren't for his useless brother, he would still be picking up trash on the roadside right now.
What right does he have to compare himself to me?
Owen's disdain and contempt for Luo Xiu were long buried deep in his heart.
This kind of class discrimination will never be eliminated.
However, since the Ou family's overall strength was inferior to that of the Luo family, he could only suppress his anger for the time being and live under the control of the Luo family.
Lu Zhiwei patted his shoulder: "But this garbage collector is now stepping on your head, and you still have the nerve to cooperate with him? Only by cooperating with me can we become stronger together and dismantle the Luo family's absolute dominance."
"Okay, I don't want to talk about work right now. Let's talk about something more interesting, shall we?" Owen opened his arms, wanting to pounce on Lu Zhiwei on the bed.
Lu Zhiwei took a step back, carrying her bag: "Wait a minute, I've prepared something."
Owen stared at her hand, then unzipped her handbag as if to take something out.
He saw a square box.
Irving suddenly realized something.
"You're so thoughtful, always considering your own safety. Here you go."
...
Luo Family Manor.
In the dimly lit confinement room, Mizuki's small body leaned against the wall, her hands wrapped around her knees as she sat quietly on the floor.
The walls of the solitary confinement cell were made of glass, and from the inside, it was pitch black outside.
From the outside, one can see everything happening inside.
Mizuki has lost count of how many times she has been locked in this glass house.
In the past, if he lost a painting competition or did poorly on a test, he would be punished by Uncle Luo and locked up here.
But as long as he cries and admits his mistake, he will be released in a day or two.
This time, he didn't know how long Uncle Luo would keep him locked up.
He is not as afraid as before.
And he would never beg Uncle Luo to release him.
Luo Xiu sat on the living room sofa, while his private doctor bandaged the wound on his arm.
The phone on the coffee table kept ringing.
It was Governor Pritt calling repeatedly.
He didn't answer any of them.
It was nothing more than a father who deeply loves his daughter calling to criticize him.
There's no need to pay attention to it.
"Eisen," Luo Xiu called over the special assistant who was standing to the side.
"Mr. Luo, what are your instructions?"
"Go check if Lu Zhiwei has returned from the birthday party yet," Luo Xiu instructed his assistant.
"OK."
He tormented Yuri, who had been plotting against him, to no end today. Governor Pritt is a wolf in sheep's clothing.
He was worried that this matter would implicate Lu Zhiwei.
After a while, the assistant returned, looking somewhat serious.
“Mr. Luo, although Miss Lu has returned, but…” Eisen hesitated before continuing.
"Speak!" Luo Xiu glared at him coldly.
"Miss Lu asked Owen to dance at the banquet, and then Owen invited her to his room. And Miss Lu did change into a nightgown before going to Owen's room."
The assistant finished his report, holding his breath.
"Shit!"
Luo Xiu kicked over the private doctor who was applying medicine to him and immediately stood up from the sofa.
Ignoring his still-unbandaged wound, he said, "Where's that kid Irving's room? Bring a few men and come with me."
Wearing a long trench coat, Luo Xiu descended upon the hotel suite like Satan of the night.
The reporters who were waiting at the door all carried their cameras and temporarily moved away.
Luo Xiu stood at the door of the room with several bodyguards.
He was holding his pistol in his injured hand.
"Open the door!" Luo Xiu commanded coldly.
He only hoped that when he opened the door, he wouldn't see anything he wanted to see.
Otherwise, he wasn't sure if he would kill someone on the spot.
The assistant called over a hotel staff member.
Under his pressure, the staff had no choice but to swipe their cards to open the room door.
A beep.
The suite door opened.
"Uh...uh..."
Lu Zhiwei's voice came from inside.
Moreover, the sound makes it hard not to imagine that explosive scene.
Bang--
Luo Xiu kicked the door open.
What came into view was Lu Zhiwei and that bastard Owen sitting on the bed.
Playing poker.
Lu Zhiwei was holding a 2 playing card.
So the sound she made just now was the pronunciation of the playing card in her hand.
Luo Xiu's blood pressure seemed to rise to the height of Mount Everest and then plummet.
Owen saw Luo Xiu rush in with a gun.
She immediately jumped out of bed and wrapped herself in her bathrobe.
"Mr. Luo, I... I didn't do anything to her. I just played poker with her all night. You have to believe me."
No sooner had he finished speaking than Luo Xiu rushed over and punched him in the face.
Irving was so badly beaten that one of his teeth almost flew out, and he swallowed a mouthful of salty, metallic blood.
As Owen covered his face and looked up, Luo Xiu pressed the muzzle of his gun against his forehead: "You really can't change your ways."
Owen was furious at being scolded: "What do you mean? Last time, you were the one who asked me to sleep with your sister. This time it's different. This time, Lu Zhiwei took the initiative to ask me out."
"Why would she ask you out? Do you think she'd even look at you?" Luo Xiu bit his lip, his blue eyes bloodshot, wishing he could kill the kid on the spot.
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