Chapter 67: Shameless
"Shut up! You’re really shameless! Tell me, what kind of relationship do you have with my sister? I’m warning you right now, take all that nonsense you brought with you and leave immediately, or don’t blame us for being rude! Stop harassing my sister!"
William Foster, who was originally confident and ready to face the challenge, was immediately taken aback upon hearing these words. The smile that had been on his lips gradually disappeared, replaced by a look of disbelief and confusion.
"Mr. James Bennett, do we have some kind of misunderstanding here?"
James Bennett had somehow gotten a gardener’s hoe, raised high in a manner completely unlike his usual cultured self, looking like he was ready to fight William Foster to the death.
The hoe glistened in the sunlight with a metallic sheen, looking exceptionally heavy, but James Bennett held it firmly, clearly prepared to give it his all.
"Bro, stop wasting words on him, let me kick him out!"
Charles Bennett, unable to hold back, spoke up, his tone filled with urgency and anxiety, as if the scene was unbearable for him.
His eyes were fixed closely on William Foster, as if fearing any sudden movements from him.
Clara Bennett’s head was pounding, feeling like the scene before her was about to spiral completely out of control.
She had to take a deep breath and step forward to interject, "Enough, everyone calm down. This matter can’t be explained in just a few words. Let’s first move the gifts inside, otherwise, the crowd will only grow larger. Then we can sit down inside and have a good talk."
Her voice carried weariness and helplessness, evidently overwhelmed by the sudden situation.
Though in a high-end villa area, the commotion William Foster caused was too conspicuous.