The Untouchable Son-In-Law: The Master Peregrine
/ The Untouchable Son-In-Law: The Master Peregrine Chapter 219 – No Invitation
Chapter 219: No Invitation
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Mossback—who had initially been throwing a tantrum—immediately changed his tone after hearing Finn Taylor's words. It was as though nothing had even happened.
He tidied his hair and asked, “Boss, do I look alright? I haven't been disfigured, have I?”
Finn Taylor pushed him aside. “You're still Mossback, alright.”
To that, Mossback didn't say a thing.
The next day.
Finn Taylor and Mossback set off together and headed to San Diego Grand Hotel for a meal hosted by Jerry Wood.
But what Mossback didn't understand was why Finn Taylor hadn't driven his Rolls-Royce there. Instead, he hailed a cab there.
In the car.
Mossback couldn't hold his curiosity in and asked, “Boss, why didn't you drive the Rolls-Royce?”
He truly couldn't understand why the other had done so.
But the moment he said that, the driver laughed before Finn Taylor could even answer. “Haha! You guys have a Rolls-Royce?”
It was obvious that the driver thought they were simply making things up.
Thus, Mossback quickly added, “Yes! It's a Rolls-Royce Phantom!”
The driver laughed once again. “That's impressive. Why don't you say that you're going to attend Jerry Wood's party? He's hosting one at San Diego Grand Hotel too.”
The driver had received a call to take his customers to San Diego Grand Hotel. This was why he had mocked them with that.
“Yes, how did you know? We're headed for Jerry Wood's party. Besides, Jerry Wood should think of it as an honor that we're even attending it.”
The driver felt as though he was going to die from laughter. 'This guy is such a liar, but he's not the first I've seen!'
There were many people like Mossback. They would wait at the door on the day of such events, waiting for the young master they knew to turn up.
Then, they would simply blend into the crowd and enter alongside the rest.
Usually, these young masters also would have no qualms about bringing these people in as long as they served them well. After all, it felt good to be served.
Very quickly, the cab arrived in front of San Diego Grand Hotel.
Finn Taylor and Mossback got out of the car.
However, the driver didn't drive away just yet. He took out a cigarette and started smoking.
He wanted to personally witness Mossback begging others so that he could expose the latter! Yet, what he saw was the hotel manager personally greeting the pair and even leading the way for them.
“F*ck! Looks are deceiving, indeed!” Now, the driver was feeling slightly regretful. 'Why didn't I choose to believe them just now? I could've gotten a name card from them. Perhaps that could've changed my life, but now, it's too late.'
“This way please, Mr. Taylor. And who might this be?”
The manager looked at Mossback.
“Mossback,” Finn Taylor casually introduced.
However, the manager didn't dare to address the man by that nickname.
He had experienced it too many times. Young masters often had derogatory nicknames for each other.
It was naturally fine for the young masters to use the nicknames amongst themselves, but he would be tempting fate by using such a name.
“Mr. Ginger,” Mossback introduced himself.
“This way please, Mr. Taylor, Mr. Ginger.” The manager ushered the pair into the hotel. Then, he set off to deal with other matters.
Mossback acted as though he had never been to such a grand event and picked up food from the table the moment he saw it.
Finn Taylor pointed at the plate. “Take a plate.”
Mossback acted as though he had suddenly been enlightened.
Finn Taylor couldn't help but laugh inwardly. 'It's obvious that he's acting and that he's familiar with such events. Why is he trying to get close to me? Why does he have to act like he's poor? What is he hiding?'
“Boss, you're so knowledgeable. I nearly embarrassed you.”
Just then, Finn Taylor and Mossback spotted someone.
That someone had spotted them too.
She rushed over. “F*ck! Why am I so unlucky to bump into you two here?”
Of course, this woman was none other than Lucy Lawrence. She was a woman who relied on men to support her.
There were countless rich young masters at such events, so there was no way she'd give up such a good opportunity. As such, she had already registered for the event a long time ago.
By that, it naturally meant that she was a hostess. It was only natural that they needed women at such events too.
Recruitment for these positions had started months before the party.
There were many requirements, but women like Lucy Lawrence naturally knew them like the back of their hands.
She had passed the test after spending the night with one of the recruiters. Now, she was here to lure a fish in.
“F*ck! We're the unlucky ones. Why do we meet this plastic b*tch everywhere?” It seemed like Mossback hadn't learned his lesson and still addressed Lucy Lawrence as a plastic b*tch.
This infuriated the latter. “I dare you to say that again. I'll kill you right here!”
Finn Taylor chuckled and said, “Look around you. Are you sure you want to kick up a huge fuss here?”
Now that Finn Taylor had said so, Lucy Lawrence was so frightened that she backed down. 'That's right. This is Jerry Wood's party, so I'd be driving myself to my own grave if I stir up trouble here.'
However, Lucy Lawrence wasn't going to take this lying down.
She picked up a wine glass and splashed the liquid all over Mossback. “Security! Security, I caught someone without an invitation!”
At that moment, the security officers were gathered together, enviously looking on at the various industries' big bosses.
To be honest, they didn't have much to do here. After all, this was Jerry Wood's party.
Anyone who dared to stir up trouble here would simply be seeking death.
But just then, Lucy Lawrence's piercing scream broke the silence.
The security team hurried over. “Is anything wrong, Miss?”
“The two of them don't have invitations. They must've sneaked in!” self-righteously declared Lucy Lawrence as she pointed at Finn Taylor and Mossback.
“Miss, please don't kick up a fuss here. This is Jerry Wood's party.”
Anyone present at this party had to be rich and well-respected. Thus, the head of the security team naturally didn't dare to offend any of them.
He couldn't possibly demand the other to present his invitation just because of what Lucy Lawrence had said. He could very well land himself in trouble.
“Let me show you something.” With that, Lucy Lawrence took out her phone and played a video.
It was one of Nathan Smith's men beating Mossback up.
'These two men are fraudsters! They were just beaten up by Nathan Smith's men yesterday!'
Nathan Smith was Philip Smith's son and was a prominent figure.. Nonetheless, his status was no match for Jerry Wood's.
Chapter end
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