Chapter 117
The sounds of a fight as well as expletives flying everywhere came from the other end of the line.
Carlisle said, “Wanda, Lily, I need to head out to deal with something. Stay in here and don’t go anywhere!”
He hung up and strode out. Two groups of people were caught in a tussle in the second–floor corridor.
Heath swung a chair leg around wildly like he was brandishing a sword. His moves were strong and precise.
Meanwhile, Benjamin, who looked honest and down–to–earth, was surprisingly good in a fight. He was holding a man by the neck and kneeing him in the abdomen hard. The man’s eyes were already rolling to
the back of his head.
Sean and Owen were younger, so they were receiving more blows than they were dealing.
“Stop fighting! Stop!” Francis was trying his best to “stop” the fight. As he spoke, he locked a burly man in
his arms, keeping him in place so he couldn’t move
Meanwhile, Hank charged forward to smash a beer bottle on the man’s head. As it shattered, blood
trickled down the man’s forehead,
Just then, three young men ran at Francis with beer bottles in their hands. Francis‘ gaze flickered as he
spun around to fling the man at them, making them fall to the floor as he crashed into them.
Then, another group of men charged out of a nearby private room. They held beer bottles that had yet to
be opened. Mike was in the lead. He brandished a beer bottle and roared at Heath, “Do you want everyone
in our circle to turn their backs on you, Heath?”
Heath turned to spit out a mouthful of blood on the floor. Then, he bared his teeth in a feral smile and
snarled, “Come on, then. It’s been a while since I’ve gotten serious in a fight. I’ll have some fun with you
guys today!”
Mike seemed to be a little wary of Heath. There was even a hint of fear in his eyes. But he didn’t want to embarrass himself in front of his lackeys, so he said, “Are you itching for a beating because my brother hasn’t given you one in a while?”
Heath gave him and his men a scornful look. “You guys were still wetting yourselves in bed when I started running in these circles. And don’t think you can scare me by throwing lan’s name around–he’s nothing without those rich people backing him up!”
Just then, Carlisle came downstairs with a rusty chair leg. When he saw they were up against Mike and his men, he frowned slightly. Heath had told him about lan being Mike’s brother and the top dog in this area. It would probably be more trouble than it was worth to get on Mike’s and lan’s bad sides.
After some thought, he chucked the chair leg aside and hurried over to them. “What’s happened here. Heath?”
Heath retrieved the cigarette he’d tucked behind his ear and lit it. He took a drag before saying, “Some of the brats in the private room next to us got drunk and came to us to kick up a fuss.
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Carlisle nodded and looked at Mike with a smile. “Since your men are the ones in the wrong, Mike, how about we let this slide? I’ll handle tonight’s bill.”
Heath frowned but didn’t say anything. He knew Carlisle had to consider his business.
Owen went to them and exclaimed, “Have you lost your mind, Carl? They’re the ones who came causing trouble–why do you need to foot their bill?”
Wasn’t that an indirect apology and admission of fault? He couldn’t stand for it.
Sean limped over to them. His eyes were red as he asked, “When did you become such a coward, Carlisle?
Back in their high school days, Carlisle had gotten into more fights than he had. When any of their classmates had been bullied, he’d always been the first to throw a punch.
Yet now, Carlisle wasn’t standing up for his friends despite the beating they’d taken. What was worse, he was offering to pay for Mike and his men’s expenses!
It was so fucking frustrating!
Hank tucked his hands into his pockets. Some glass had slashed his arm, and his long hair covered half his face, making it hard to read him.
Meanwhile, Francis crossed his arms. He didn’t think Carlisle was wrong for doing this. Mike had safety in numbers. If they were to continue with this fight, their side would be the one to lose.
The fact that Carlisle had chosen to settle the matter in this manner proved he was mature on the inside.
