Dragon Master

The chef dispatched by Preston was staring at the guests in the yard through the kitchen window.

At this moment, the drug in the food had already started to take effect. All of the guests felt dizzy and feeble.

Samuel leaned back in the chair and asked faintly, "Why do I feel weak all over? What’s happening?"

"I feel the same way. My head feels muzzy too. I’m slow in reacting. Is there anything wrong with the food?" Darian asked, his eyes blurred.

"There’s definitely something wrong with the food. There must be!" Andrew asserted.

Marcus went into a panic. If there was anything wrong with the guests, he would be treated as a joke by everyone.

"What’s… what’s happening indeed? Victoria, the vegetables were sent by your friend Preston. Could there be anything wrong with them?" Marcus asked, his hand on his forehead.

At this point, Connor staggered over here. "Mr. Lee, I’m afraid the food is drugged. My men at the foot of the mountain told me some people just beat them up and broke in! Probably they are coming for you. I’ll ask my people to send you away first."

"Hahaha, none of you is leaving today."

Carrying a kitchen knife, the chef walked out, while the sous chef and the helpers came out carrying the ladles, woks and cutting boards as their weapons.

"You! So there’s indeed a problem with the food!" Marcus roared in surprise and anger.

"Yeah, the food was indeed drugged by us, but everyone present here should not panic. We, the Richardson family never get the innocent people involved. We just need to deal with Maximilian today, and you will be the witnesses," The chef said loudly.

It was a plan made by Preston long ago to insult Maximilian in public.

As the saying goes, joy was better enjoyed shared than alone. Therefore, Preston believed humiliating Maximilian in public would be more fulfilling and satisfying.

Besides, Preston could break up Maximilian and Victoria more quickly if he humiliated Maximilian in front of everyone so that Preston could achieve his goal.

the chef, feeling the

up quietly. Maximilian assumed it was because the drug

feeble body, he would be the meat on the chopping board,

hadn’t asked Preston for help, this wouldn’t have

it was no use crying over spilt milk, and there

drugged, and about to be at the

quiet out of fear, cowered and

patted Victoria gently on the hand and said with a smile, "You don’t have to blame yourself. It’s just a shameful act by Preston. I naturally have my way

comfort me anymore. You’ve also

Victoria’s face. Suddenly, she felt she was so

got carried away. If I hadn’t taken

hand into the pocket. Touching the little porcelain bottle in it,

to recover with the help of the antidote

lid with his thumb and turned over the bottle

pocket and stuffed the pill into

people. Feeling weak, Connor struggled to

this point, Manager Thomas also rushed

to do anything to Mr. Lee,

that case, I’ll send you straight to hell

in his hand, the chef swung at Manager Thomas and Connor’s

Thomas and Connor wanted to fling up their arms to fight back, but their arms were so weak and out of control. The

to hell!" The chef laughed smugly, thinking that it was a good thing to do to make

moment the kitchen knife was about to streak across their necks, both Manager Thomas and Connor’s bodies

at this critical moment, Maximilian reached out his hands, grabbed the clothes

the ground, while the kitchen

on the ground, Manager Thomas and Connor were gasping. They reflected on the last scene,