Big droplets of cold sweat flowed down Arnold's forehead as he held his chest, and his lips were also turning blue due to lack of oxygen.

"My… Meds…"

Then, he fished out a bottle of instant cardio reliever pills with trembling hands and poured them all into his mouth without care!

When he could finally take a deep breath, the color gradually returned to his face.

When Eric saw how shocked Arnold was, he thought it was ridiculous. "Dad, what's wrong with you? Do you know this b*stard?"

"Shut up, you rascal!" The fatty flesh on Arnold's face jiggled uncontrollably as he shouted angrily, "If you f*cking say one more word, I'll break your leg!"

"I—"

Eric had a look of confusion painted across his face as his lips parted to protest. Still, he knew it would only make matters worse, so he said nothing in the end.

Kingsley casually tossed Eric aside, making the foolish heir stagger backward. Then, Kingsley turned to Arnold and said with a smile, "We meet again, Mr. Yorkshire. Thanks for opening a path for my sister."

"T-That's nothing at all…" Arnold croaked, trembling. "Mr. Nicholson, I—"

Before he could continue, Kingsley waved his hand. "We'll talk about this issue later. It's already 1.00PM. Please don't hold up Mrs. Hewitt's birthday banquet."

"Yes, you're right…" Arnold wiped off the cold sweat upon his brow and quickly deduced that Kingsley didn't want to steal the show and hurriedly said, "You have a point. We shouldn't delay Mrs. Hewitt's birthday celebration…"

The sight of Arnold walking on thin ice rendered everyone utterly baffled. They couldn't help but mutter among themselves, "What's wrong with Mr. Yorkshire? Why does it seem like he's terrified of this young man?"

"I don't think he's terrified. After all, this is Mrs. Hewitt's birthday banquet. He's probably afraid of Mr. Hewitt and the other senior officers."

"But… Mr. Yorkshire's voice shook when he spoke with that young man!"

"That's because he's unhealthy! Didn't you see him taking his meds? That's what happens to overweight people. They get breathless easily!"

The people exchanged their opinions in a discussion, and soon, they came up with an explanation that seemed very reasonable.

When Eric heard their arguments, he came to a sudden realization as well and pointed a finger at Kingsley. "You're a lucky b*stard! Once the banquet is over, I'll definitely—"

He had yet to finish his sentence when Arnold slapped the back of his head. "Shut up, you little piece of sh*t! Once the banquet is over, you're going home to be punished!" Then, he turned to Walter and the rest, saying politely, "I'm sorry, everyone. I failed to teach my son well…"

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