Clayton Sampson was so shaken that he nearly wet his pants, realizing that Matthew was trying to get him killed by telling Stanley Carlson about what he did at this juncture. Stanley shot Clayton a baleful glance knowing well that he was one of his subordinates.

“President Carlson, it’s just a misunderstanding…” Sounding like he was about to break into tears, Clayton pleaded, “I didn’t mean it that way…”

Looking impassive, Stanley flung his arm suddenly and ordered, “Drag him outside and break his limbs!” Immediately, a few burly men lunged forward from all directions to haul Clayton away, during the process which Clayton squealed miserably for his life.

“Hold on!” Stanley yelled at the top of his lungs out of the blue.

Clayton, who saw it as an opportunity to excuse himself, quickly implored, “President Carlson, I promise I won’t do the same thing again in the future! Please forgive me…”

Stanley grabbed a random beer bottle from somewhere beside him and smashed it down on Clayton’s head. “Your voice is so annoying, Clayton! You guys, haul him outside, break his limbs and then throw him to Lake Eastcliff!” he rebuked.

Everyone present at the ballroom was left in utter consternation when they realized that Stanley was going to get Clayton killed. As for the Cunninghams, their faces went as pale as sheets of paper. Prior to this, they thought Clayton was a big shot himself. However, it was ever so clear now who the real big shot was!

At the same time, Stanley was just an insignificant character who worked for Billy Newman. For all of them, it was hard to imagine how scary Billy could be, who was now at the ninth floor. Matthew and Sasha really had a great honor to be invited there by such an influential figure.

When no one was noticing him, Eric secretly edged closer to James and whispered, “James, I’ll head upstairs with you guys later. As the master of the Cunningham Family, if I am absent, people might assume that we don’t know the proper etiquette!”

James could understand what his father meant even if he was a fool. Thinking of all those sufferings he had been through all these years, James was overwhelmed with a feeling of exaltation all at once. He gave Eric a contemplative glance and said, “Dad, you’ve forgotten something—my family and I are only allowed to be seated with the hotel staff and we can’t even sit with the employees of the Cunningham Group. Are we still your family in your eyes?”

Eric looked stump with embarrassment written all over his face. In the end, Matthew and Sasha as well as her family followed Stanley to the ninth floor.

muttered under his breath, “Why would Mr. Newman

any other possible reason? That b*tch, Sasha, must be having a fling with Mr. Newman…” Charlie

your mouth shut!” Eric looked incensed when he criticized, “Charlie, you’d better watch your

that anyone who badmouthed Billy behind his back would

the eye…” Eric commanded through gritted teeth, “Send someone to get to the bottom of it; I

Eastcliff had heard of the ninth floor of the Times Hotel, but only a few could step foot in it. Just by

in the middle of which stood a magnificent stage where a bunch of popular movie stars and celebrities were offering their performances dedicatedly. The place appeared unusually large and spacious as only around twenty to thirty

ten richest persons as well as the most powerful and influential figures of the city all gathered at the ballroom. Any one

respectful gazes of all the others, he strode off in their direction with his head held

rest of the guests all rose to their feet to show their respect, despite not knowing Matthew and Sasha at all. However,

open-mouthed in

m-meet you…” James stuttered while he offered his hand.

to make James jump in excitement. Did Billy just

Miss Cunningham, the birthday celebration is

a hand gesture at Sasha

turn of events,

Billy said with a smile, “Miss Cunningham, please take a

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