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Chapter 431
Chapter 431
Gareth stumbled over, his stomach churning. Suppressing the urge to vomit, he approached Kelly.
"M-Mr. Worth?" thought Kelly and her classmates, their eyes widening in surprise.
Gareth cupped Kelly's face, peering at her intently.
Sweeping her hair away, he murmured, "Carlisle, buddy... Why is your hair so long..."
Carlisle chuckled wryly and responded, "I'm right here, Gareth."
Turning to Carlisle, Gareth narrowed his eyes and said, "Nonsense... My buddy Carlisle was wearing a white shirt!"
Carlisle smiled helplessly.
"Can't you recognize my voice?"
Rubbing his eyes, Gareth took a good look at Carlisle's face and exclaimed happily, "Carlisle! Buddy!"
"You've had too much to drink."
Carlisle sighed.
Gareth swiftly sat up straight and declared clearly, "No, I haven't. I just ordered another 12 bottles of champagne. Gotta knock that bastard Hank out cold."
He abruptly turned to Yelena and the others, his gaze cold and fierce.
"Were you the ones bullying my buddy Carlisle?"
Yelena remained silent with her head lowered while her female classmates shivered uncontrollably.
did they?"
Laura approached Kelly and gently asked, "Kelly, those drunks didn't hurt you, Kelly shook her head, then she turned to Carlisle and said, "Cuz... your wound..." Carlisle was taken aback by the unfamiliar address. Kelly had always addressed him by his name since they were kids. Perhaps her sudden change in address indicated her gratitude toward him for rescuing her.
"I'm alright," Carlisle calmly replied, not particularly enthusiastic about the new address. "Wound? Are you hurt?"
Gareth pulled Carlisle toward him, only to find blood dripping from Carlisle's fingers as he covered his shoulder.
"Who did this? Who hurt my buddy?" Gareth questioned furiously.
Carlisle quickly smiled to reassure him.
"It's nothing serious. The manager has already taken the perpetrators downstairs to teach them a lesson."Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.
Gareth snorted coldly.
"That's it? I want those men to spend the rest of their lives in jail!"
With that, Gareth took out his phone and dialed a number. Aware that he wasn't sober enough to talk on the phone, he put it on speakerphone.
"What's up, Gareth? Why the sudden call?"
"Chief Welsh, my friend was almost killed. Please hurry over with your men. Don't let those bad guys get away with it!"
"What? Where are you?"
"The Pearl Lounge!"
"Got it. I'll send someone over right away."
"Great! Thanks, Chief Welsh!"
"Don't mention it. Just doing my job."
Gareth hung up the call, his anger dissipating somewhat. Carlisle was dumbfounded by the situation, finally realizing the terrifying power of top aristocrats.
"Alan Welsh, the head of the city police department?" Yelena and the others pondered, trembling all over.
They wondered about his identity and how he became acquainted with Alan.
Apparently, Mr. Worth possessed the wealth and power everyone desired most.
Gareth turned to Yelena and questioned, "Weren't you just boasting about yourself earlier? Why the silence now?
"You called my bro poor just now, didn't you? Do you know that he earned 200 million in just half a month? In fact, we just partnered on a project worth 400 million. Do you seriously think Zachary and Austin are big shots?"