A Man Like None Other And The Man Decree

Chapter 358 Knight In Shining Armor

As Thomas spoke, he caught sight of Lily. “It’s no wonder Mr. Grange was so bold today. It looks like he’s on a date with his goddess. Are you trying to put on a tough guy act for her?” he sneered mockingly.

All of a sudden, he reached out and grabbed Lily by her waist. “Ms. Lily, why don’t you keep me company instead?”

“Unfortunately, I already have a customer who I must tend to, Mr. York. Why don’t we drink together on another day?” Lily replied with an apologetic smile.

Now that I’ve found the perfect golden goose, there’s no way I’m going to let this opportunity go to waste!

Slap!

Without warning, Thomas sent his palm across Lily’s cheek. “The audacity of a s*ut like you to deny my advances!”

The slap was unexpected for Lily. She held onto her reddened cheek and stared at Thomas in indignance. Even so, she could not muster the courage to retaliate.

He had no intention to swoop in and rescue her like a knight in shining armor. After

a blind eye. Lily had always been the woman of

instance! Are you still a man for hitting a woman?” Oliver snarled as he advanced

Bang!

sentence, one of Thomas’ fellow subordinates lashed his foot out at Oliver. “You brat! How dare you speak to Mr. York in such a

Oliver’s face. Gritting his teeth, he lunged at Thomas with the sole intention of smashing the wine bottle on the latter’s head. “I’ll kill you all!” he

the role of a knight in shining armor. Regardless of the consequences, he wanted to leave Lily with a good impression of his

bottle from his grip. All of a sudden, their roles were reversed as Thomas

of events left Oliver so shocked that he remained rooted

bottle could collide against Oliver’s skull, however, Jared, who had remained motionless this entire time, finally made his move. He suddenly clasped his fingers around Thomas’ wrist and yanked the latter

activity. Why are you ruining the fun over a scarlet woman?” Jared released Thomas before moving to stand protectively in front

Oliver was Walter’s grandson, Jared couldn’t disregard the

bruised wrist. Gritting his teeth, he snarled,