My Wife is a Hidden Big Shot

"What if I do?"

The lead boy suddenly reached out to push Leigh Miles, but a large hand clamped down on his arm. The man’s other hand was already gripping another boy.

That boy had a camera hanging around his neck.

Leigh Miles instantly understood why these boys had come looking for trouble.

’They were clearly trying to set me up.’

Dean Morgan said with a grim expression, "Be careful lately."

Leigh Miles nodded, then swiftly landed a punch on each of the boys.

"Some people have a death wish. Do they really think Sunstone is a pushover?"

「Two days later.」

A man in a Daoist robe arrived at the Veridian Martial Alliance. He looked ordinary, but there was an air about him that warned people not to underestimate him.

The receptionist at the door asked who he was looking for.

He took out a token and said with a smile, "Your president."

The token was engraved with a unique pattern and two characters in an ancient script.

The receptionist was stunned. She didn’t know what the token meant, but the president had given specific instructions. If she ever saw this token, she was to call him immediately and not slight its bearer in any way.

That afternoon, the upper echelon of the Martial Alliance held a meeting.

Zane Lockwood, with a grave expression, placed a wooden tablet on the table. "None of you are strangers to this, I presume?"

The expression of everyone who saw the tablet shifted slightly.

Zane Lockwood’s gaze swept over Arthur Whitlock, the head of the Whitlock Family, who had recently been causing a lot of trouble for the Sinclair Family. He issued a warning: "Sunstone has a bottom line. The squabbles of the Great Families are not to involve Sunstone’s people."

Arthur Whitlock’s heart tightened. A minor family that depended on him had previously said they would be giving him a great gift. ’Could it be that they’d been foolish enough to provoke someone from Sunstone?’

"He will be waiting in Kingsford for three days for an explanation. You all know what will happen after those three days are up. Meeting adjourned!"

Arthur Whitlock, Florence Quincy, and Derek Vance exchanged a glance before getting into their respective cars with grim faces.

Arthur Whitlock’s expression was thunderous. He ordered his subordinate to contact that minor family.

"Family Head, it was the Morrison Family. Two days ago, they sent people to the school to abduct Aurora Sinclair’s junior martial sister. Dean Morgan caught them red-handed, and they’re still being held at the police station!"

Arthur Whitlock’s hand suddenly clenched into a fist. He looked up at his subordinate, who immediately bowed his head and awaited orders.

Three days later, several scandals erupted online.

The Morrison Group was being investigated by the Market Supervision Department for financial fraud, and the head of the Morrison Family was embroiled in a public scandal for serially harassing a third-tier starlet.

Leigh Miles, who was eating dinner, saw the news and burst out laughing. "Mr. Dixon, that move was brilliant! Where did you get this disguise mask?"

"Made with a device I invented."

"Morgan, you’re amazing..."

Originally, Leigh Miles had wanted to write a letter to her master to complain, but Dean Morgan stopped her.

The very next day, he had taken out a disguise mask of her master and put it on.

Leigh Miles then bought a Daoist robe and a fake beard, and confidently sent Dean Morgan to the Martial Alliance to scare them.

"If anyone bullies you, tell me," Dean Morgan said, a little unnaturally.

"No problem."

Leigh Miles patted his arm like they were old buddies, which made Benjamin Morgan, who was sitting opposite them, crack a slight smile.

’As expected of two disciples taught by the same master,’ he thought. ’They’re both pretty slow when it comes to romance.’

’His little brother’s path to love is so full of bumps...’

Just then, Leigh Miles suddenly looked up and said to a gloating Benjamin Morgan, "Mr. C, someone confessed their feelings to Luna a couple of days ago."

Benjamin Morgan’s hand, which was raising a cup of tea, froze.

Leigh Miles said with a grin while gnawing on a chicken leg, "It was a senior from her department. He’s tall and handsome, and he even helped us mail a package yesterday, right, Mr. Dixon?"

Dean Morgan nodded and added, "He also bought them milk tea."

Watching the two of them play off each other perfectly, Benjamin Morgan suddenly felt that his worrying had been a bit unnecessary.

’It would be a crime against heaven if these two don’t end up in the same family!’