The Secretly Rich Man
Chapter 427

Gerald Crawford: The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 427

The roar had come from none other than Waylon himself who had just left the private room.

Earlier, another girl had left for the washroom but as she was about to exit the private room, she saw a man blocking Xella's path.

Once Waylon learned about the fact, he immediately got up and headed toward the washroom alongside a few others.

"What's this? A group of uncouth b*stards! Who're you yelling at?"

Though perverted, Mr. Zabel was certainly no small fry. His expression was cold as he asked the question.

"That girl's my classmate. Why are you blocking her path?" asked Waylon, unafraid.

Xella was so frightened that she instinctively hid behind Waylon.

"Xella, I'll go ahead and say this. The colleagues waiting for me this time around are no ordinary people. If you know what's best for yourself, follow me. Also, why don't you tell these b*stards who I am?" replied Mr. Zabel, his arms folded behind his back.

"Waylon... His name is Charlie Zabel... And he's the deputy manager of my department!" said Xella.

"D*mn! So this is the guy!"

Waylon had initially decided to deal with Charlie that afternoon. However, Charlie had been kind enough to show up in front of Waylon! Good, he didn't need to waste any time looking for him! Xella clearly had not expected to bump into that old pervert here either.

Waylon sneered before saying, "How convenient. I had planned to go looking for you but here you are, Mr. Zabel. Let's have a chat, shall we? First of all, do you know who I am? My dad is Spencer Leets! My family owns Queenzon Enterprise! The biggest company in Serene County!"

Hearing that, Charlie's heart skipped a beat.

He definitely knew about Queenzon Enterprise.

In the past, it had just been an ordinary company. Now, however, things were completely different.

Due to Queenzon Enterprise's high environmental protection standards, they had gained funding from the Dream Investment Group.

One could even say that it's one of Dream Investment Group's development projects.

The Leets family's status greatly benefitted from this, and they now enjoyed a powerful and influential status in Serene County.

Similarly, Mr. Zabel had also received funding from the group. However, as a mere deputy manager of a company, he still needed to think and behave properly.

"Ah, do you're from the Letts! But Mr. Letts, I have some business to attend to with Xella which only concerns our company. It would be inappropriate for you to intervene in such private affairs, don't you think?" said Charlie coldly.

His company's percentage of investment was much higher than the factory and company belonging to Queenzon Enterprise. Comparing the two, Charlie's company was definitely a more important asset for the Dream Investment Group. Charlie didn't have to be too scared when it came to the aspect of power and background.

"Oh, but I do wish to intervene. No matter what you say!"

Waylon spoke without filtering his words, projecting his assertiveness in the situation.

Things got physical soon after due to both men feeling the need to protect their pride.

Waylon was first to attack. He rushed toward Charlie and began punching him without even flinching.

Seeing that, Cameron and the others began taking action as well.

In their minds, they all thought that the deputy manager was not as powerful and influential as Waylon's family.

In the end, Charlie was beaten up quite severely.

Xella had been standing beside them the entire time, trying to get them to stop fighting but to no avail.

"You absolute b*stards! How dare all of you! Just you wait!" Charlie shouted with a hand on his bruised cheek as he ran away in a rather pitiful manner.

Not too long after, a group of people rushed out of Charlie's own private room.

The leader of the group seemed to be a middle-aged man in a suit.

"Who was it who started it all?" asked the leader, coldly.

Charlie immediately pointed at both Waylon and Cameron before whispering something into the leader's ear.

The man simply sneered. "Like I care whose son he is! Today's my first day reporting to duty at your company as a senior executive! These brats need to be taught a lesson, otherwise, they'll think we're small fries that can be bullied easily!"

While the tensions continued to heighten, Gerald simply continued standing at the side. He really didn't know whose side he should be on now.

On one hand, Waylon was definitely a useless, rich brat but he was efficient when it came to fighting.

On the other, the middle-aged man was clearly not any saint either.

As Gerald thought to himself, someone from Charlie's group smashed a wine bottle against Waylon's head. Blood soon started dripping down his face. "Hey! Stop fighting! Cease this!"

Noticing how bad the situation already was, Gerald quickly rushed forward along with a few other men. They tried to persuade both teams to stop fighting.

After all, those people who were beating the others up were Gerald's subordinates. On the other hand, Waylon was the one who was being beaten up. Although Waylon could almost be considered as Gerald's enemy, it was imprudent to cause such a great mess since they were having a gathering that day.

It was something that just shouldn't happen that day.

Charlie's subordinates finally stopped beating up Waylon after the staff from the hotel gave their cooperation to stop the fight. Charlie then paid the bill and left the hotel in a huff, surrounded by the people from his company.

"Oh no, what are we going to do? Waylon, you're bleeding!" said Rae, extremely frightened.

"They're the first bunch of bstards who have ever dared to beat me up. I'm calling my dad! Those bstards are going to pay a terrible price for this!" shouted Waylon, his eyes bloodshot.

Gerald had observed how Waylon had fought earlier. He was clearly someone who would never allow himself to accept loss or defeat that easily.

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