Life at the Top

Dudley struggled like mad. “Henry! F*cking let go of me!”

Yet, no matter how he struggled, Dudley could not fight out of Henry’s grip. He was like a powerless chick.

Just then, Alban walked over with a dark look on his face.

He glared at his son first. Despite how Alban had reminded him not to offend Henry, his useless offspring had still angered the man anyway, which made him extremely upset.

This was the perfect time to force Jasper to surrender, yet here his son was, getting into trouble with Henry. He was causing unnecessary issues now.

“Mr. Law, this, isn’t very appropriate, is it?”

While he did want to beat Dudley up, the latter was still his son, and many people were currently looking at them. Thus, Alban had no other choice but to suppress his anger and get his son out first.

“Hey, old man. How about you ask your son what he did first before you ask me to let him go, hmm?”

the conversation. You see, my mom passed early on and

and he looked at Dudley

currently bent at his waist while Henry kept his arms around his neck. He seemed like a stray dog that had been

wanted to cry, but could not do so. He shouted, “It’s a habit, I didn’t mean

what if it’s a habit? Who taught you the habit of involving mothers into your curses, hmm?”

a deep breath. He knew that there was no point being reasonable with trust-fund rascals like Henry,

Laine, isn’t this trick of yours

Henry first. I don’t see anything wrong with Henry teaching him a lesson in your

clenched his

was not just Henry-Jasper was

this, there was nothing Alban

the kind of person to

Henry stubbornly exploit this

matter