I Am the Ruler of All

Heston's heart shuddered as the realization hit him. Just the fact that he was able to manage his company to be in the top ranks in Diosna proved that he was a man with enough wisdom, and he could guess just what was going on after he heard the waiter's remarks.

"Alright, I got it." So, he dismissed the server with a wave of his hand and returned to the VIP lounge.

Walter quickly inquired the moment he noticed Heston's return, "Mr. Maslow, what's going on outside?"

"Oh, it's nothing." He brushed it off lightly with a smile, saying, "Nobody's making a scene. It's just a few youngsters fooling around and being a little rowdy."

The Hewitts breathed a sigh of relief at his words. "That's great if there are no problems."

However, the governor from earlier commented solemnly, "The chairmen here are the leading businessmen of Diosna, but while you're expanding and developing your businesses, you shouldn't neglect the discipline of your children!"

The mayor of Diosna also nodded in agreement. "He's right. Don't spoil your children and turn them into a bunch of ignorant brats who would only cause trouble everywhere they go! You should know that they're hundreds of times more influential than regular people, and if they offend some important figures, maybe I'll be implicated for being the city's mayor!"

His words made the chairmen break out in cold sweat on their foreheads.

Heston stole a glance at Arnold, then said to the governors and mayor with a smile, "Don't worry, sirs. I've been disciplining my son earnestly, telling him to be aware and never offend anyone of importance!" After that, he turned to Arnold with an almost unnoticeable smirk. "What do you think, Mr. Yorkshire?"

Arnold was taken aback by Heston's abrupt conversational baton toss and hurriedly nodded. "O-f course…"

Following that, several other chairmen also took a stand, ensuring that they would discipline their children properly, and the mayor nodded in satisfaction.

"I will be holding you to it, then."

Soon, a man in his thirties knocked and came in. Then, he started hesitantly with a respectful tone, "Sir, it's five minutes to 1.00PM. It's almost time for guests to take their seats…"

He trailed off because the fight in the lobby was about to get out of hand!

However, the fathers of the young masters in a fight were seated in the same venue, and he wasn't in a position to comment lest he invites doom upon himself. So, he could only discreetly ask the big shots to solve the situation themselves.

When they heard that the banquet was about to begin, the people in the room rose to their feet and started toward the door.

Meanwhile, in the lobby, Eric clutched Will's collar in a death grip, glaring at him with bloodshot eyes as he roared, "F*ck you! Do you really think that I wouldn't hit you?"