The Untouchable Son-In-Law: The Master Peregrine
/ The Untouchable Son-In-Law: The Master Peregrine Chapter 354 – : Chaos
Chapter 354: Chaos
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
This meal allowed Finn Taylor, Michelle Yeller, and Josie Meyer to get to know each other better. The former two thought that they suited each other as friends, while the meal only made the latter even more sure that Finn Taylor was a piece of trash.
'Not only is he useless, but he even cheated on his wife with her best friend and was forced to get divorced after getting caught! Even so, he made up a story to trick a young and innocent girl like Michelle!' Josie Meyer's impression of Finn Taylor was only getting worse by the minute.
Finn Taylor lay on his bed, looking at his phone. He was looking at his wedding photo with Yvette Larson.
Their relationship hadn't come easy, and looking at the photo caused all sorts of emotions to rise up within him.
At the same time, Yvette Larson was lying on her own bed in Number One Pacific Heights. In her hand was also a phone, and she was looking at the exact same wedding photo.
Perhaps they knew each other too well.
After what seemed like an eternity, the couple finally fell asleep.
The next day, Finn Taylor headed to Gentle Breeze Bar. It had been a while since he had come here, so he decided to pay the bar a visit since he was free.
The bar's main stage could be seen from the bar's VIP room.
Many young men and women were gathered there to dance. Around the stage were tables for those who preferred to just consume their drinks.
To Finn Taylor's surprise, he spotted two familiar faces when he peered down—his neighbors!
Michelle Yeller didn't take a fancy to a place like this, but her friend told her that they had to come to a place like this in order to socialize with rich second-generation heirs. This was to elevate their own social positions.
Those rich heirs were their hope. If they managed to convince those heirs to work with the Larson Corporation, they would be promoted from their lowly positions as secretaries.
Although Michelle Yeller was here with her friend, she had already told the latter that she would simply sit there. She wasn't going to try anything strange.
Josie Meyer tapped on her friend's nose and smiled. “What are you thinking about? Do you think I'd make you do those things? Just watch and see how I bring business in.”
It couldn't be denied that the two young girls were indeed beautiful and attractive. One of them was innocent and sweet-looking, while the other was seductive and passionate.
Although they simply sat there drinking their wine, they attracted quite a lot of attention.
Finally, someone could no longer hold himself back. It was the young master of one of the companies in San Francisco, and his name was Melvin Lowe.
He walked up to Josie Meyer and asked, “Miss, can I treat you to a drink?”
The latter sized the man up, and her gaze landed on the Rolex on his wrist. 'It seems like he is indeed a rich man.'
“How should I address you?”
“Melvin Lowe.”
“I only drink cocktails.”
“Get me a Sex on the Beach.” The man ordered a cocktail just as Josie Meyer had asked for.
He preferred Josie to the other girl beside her because he felt that it would be easier to get her. The girl beside her looked too naive, and it seemed like money wouldn't win her over.
Josie Meyer took a sip of the cocktail before Melvin Lowe invited her for a dance.
In the VIP room, Finn Taylor couldn't help but sneer.
“You know them?” Andre Cavill couldn't help but ask.
“She's my new neighbor.”
“Do you need me to send someone to protect her?”
Finn Taylor shook his head. 'Josie Meyer had nothing to do with me. Why would I care if she gets bullied? The only one I think of as a friend is the young girl beside her.'
“Protect that girl.”
“Is she your neighbor too?”
“They're roommates.”
Andre Cavill could sort of guess the situation. “I think something's going to happen soon.”
Andre Cavill had no sooner said that than a commotion broke out downstairs.
This was Andre Cavill's bar, and he couldn't be more familiar with the venue. He knew what each young master liked and what their gazes meant.
Earlier on, he had seen several men with their eyes set on Josie Meyer—Melvin Lowe was simply the one who had made the first move. That was why he had asked Finn Taylor if the latter wanted him to protect the young girl.
He had already expected chaos to ensue.
“We're dancing. Why are you trying to snatch her away from me?” Melvin Lowe was dancing with Josie Meyer when a bald man suddenly grabbed the latter's hand, asking her to dance with him. Of course, Melvin Lowe wasn't going to take this lying down. 'What are you trying to do?'
“Snatching? You invited her to dance with you. Can't I do the same?”
The bald man wasn't the slightest bit afraid of Melvin Lowe. One's status was nothing more than a joke in a place like this.
The latter was so weak that he'd probably knock him out in one blow.
“Invite her? She's mine. You can find someone else to dance with you.”
“Yours? You're making it sound as though you two are married. Do you have a certificate to prove that?”
Melvin Lowe was incensed. 'The other man is obviously making a mountain out of a molehill. Doesn't he know the rules around this place? It's obvious why we're dancing together. Marriage certificate? Would you bring your wife to a place like this?'
“Hey, baldie. You better shut up, or I'll kill you.”
“Hehe, kill me? You're so weak. Let's see how you're going to kill me.” With that, the bald man stomped forward and snatched the girl away, wanting to leave.
With that, Josie Meyer was suddenly being dragged into the fiasco, and she flew into a frenzy. She glanced around for someone to save her, yet all she saw was Melvin Lowe's terrified gaze. Just then, she happened to see Timothy Taylor upstairs. 'Why is he here?'
Josie Meyer wanted to yell out for Finn Taylor to save her, yet she felt embarrassed. 'How can I ask for his help given our relationship?'
But just then, Michelle Yeller rushed forward. “Let go of my friend. She doesn't want to leave with you—let go.”
Not only did the man not let go, but he even let out a sinister smile. “Stop acting innocent and naive. Everyone knows why women like you are here. Tell me—how much money do you guys want before you'll leave with me?”
Upstairs, Andre Cavill couldn't help but inwardly sigh as he watched the events pan out. 'That baldie is really tempting fate. He would've been fine, but he just had to say that. There's no way he's leaving like this today.'
Just as he expected, Finn Taylor had already headed downstairs.
Michelle Yeller had never been to a place like this, much less interact with people like this.. Hence, she was at a total loss. 'What should I do?'
Chapter end
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