I Am the Ruler of All

"Get back here right now! Do you know..."

Asher's mind blanked out on the rest of his commander's rant.

All he could hear was a loud buzzing noise as if someone were drilling right next to his ears.

He slowly turned to stare at Kingsley with wide eyes. "The call you made just now... You were really calling the regional command..."

During the call, Kingsley had said to punish Asher for disrespecting the General.

Everyone had thought he was just bluffing.

No one thought it could really happen.

Now, Asher was actually being punished.

Asher's knees wobbled, and he stumbled back to his seat. Dejection painted his face as he said, "Kingsley, you should have told us earlier that you are well-connected..."

"I did, but none of you believed me." Kingsley shrugged. "Didn't you also say the only people I know in the regional command are the kitchen hands?"

Asher was in tears.

He glared at Zachary who was still sprawled out on the floor.

If it had not been for his incendiary statements, Asher would not be in such dire straits!

Kingsley glanced at his watch.

"Platoon Leader Larson, if I remember correctly, you must report back to your company within two hours of notice of any punishment. Is that not so? If you're late, things will be worse for you."

Hearing that made Asher freeze as if he had just been struck by lightning.

Without delay, he immediately grabbed his phone and charged out of the house.

Although Megan's son had just fled the house in a hurry, she was not worried for him at all. Instead, she was grinning like the cat that ate the canary.

So, what if her son was being punished? Was that not a perfect example of how powerful her future son-in-law was?

Her joy could be seen in every wrinkle on her face.

"Kingsley, why don't you stay for dinner?" she asked in a fawning manner. "No, no! You should stay the night! I'll have the servants leave an extra blanket in Cecilia's room."

"No, no, no," she continued with a shake of her head. "You should share the blanket instead. It will be warmer!"

"Yes, you should stay," Michael said, chiming in. "Especially since we will be going to the Fox Family's party together. It will save you the hassle of going back and forth."

"Ah..." Kingsley awkwardly muttered. "It's fine. I will be staying with Reene tonight."

"Why? It is not like we do not have the space for you!"

Megan then walked over to Cecilia, nudged her, and whispered to her, "What are you doing? Speak up!"

That made Cecilia blush hard as she hesitantly said to Kingsley, "Why don't you stay the night?"

Well, there was no way Kingsley could refuse an invitation from a beautiful woman. Hence, he nodded in assent. "Just one night..."

"Yes! This is great!"

Megan laughed so hard that her teeth gleamed in the light.

Just then, she noticed Zachary who was spacing out while still kneeling on the floor.

"Hey!" she spat out at him. "What made you think you deserved my daughter? Get out now!"

That snapped Zachary back to his senses. His face was still pale from terror as he scrambled to his feet and dashed out of the door.

That evening...

Megan cooked up a feast while Michael brought out a bottle of alcohol he had been keeping safe in his collection for over a dozen years.

With how passionate the Larsons were being, Kingsley had to down a few shots to show his appreciation for his hosts.

After all, even Cecilia made an exception and drank a glass of red wine that night.

Accompanied by good wine and good food, the meal soon ended.

Soon afterward, Megan began grumbling about a headache and dragged the tipsy Michael back to their room.

The only people left in the living room now were Kingsley and Cecilia.