Chapter 1324

The private booth’s door swung open, and the overweight Elon barged in, flanked by two burly bodyguards.

Oscar’s face lit up, and he quickly stood, his tone dripping with flattery. “Mr. Golding, you’re here!”

Elon barely grunted in response, not even sparing a glance at the Stevens family. To him, they were just a bunch of small-town nobodies, not worth his time.

Oscar turned to the Stevens family with a smug grin. “Mr. and Mrs. Stevens, Aspen, allow me to introduce someone. This is Mr. Elon Golding, of the Goldings, one of the Five Apex Families!”

Zephyr quickly stood up, eyes wide with a mix of surprise and disbelief. “Oscar, Mr. Golding is your friend?”

Oscar’s grin stretched even wider. “Mr. Stevens, you flatter me!”

Then, he turned to Elon and added, “Mr. Golding, you’re so kind to drop by! Please, have a seat.”

Zephyr also quickly gestured to an open seat. “Please, Mr. Golding, have a seat!”

The other Stevens family members scrambled to make room, fully aware that an heir from the Five Apex Families was no small guest.

However, Elon simply waved a hand. “No need. I have other matters to attend to shortly.”

He glanced at Oscar. “Didn’t you say there was some small-time punk here that needed to be taught a lesson? Who is it?”

Oscar immediately pointed at Andrew, flashing a fawning smile. “Mr. Golding, it’s this guy. He rolled in with 200-million-dollar gifts and pulled up in a LaFerrari! You’re the king around here in Blumedale, so I figured you’d know if he’s the real deal or just a poser!”

Without a second thought, Elon scoffed. “He’s 100% a poser. I’ve seen his type a thousand times. Some small-town kid renting a luxury car and flashing fake luxuries just to impress girls.”

Hearing this, the Stevens family members could not help but look uncomfortable. They could not help but doubt that Aspen was just parading Andrew around to show off in front of them.

Oscar burst into laughter, pointing at Andrew. “Hey, Andrew, didn’t you say you’re a big shot in Blumedale? Surely you’ve heard of Mr. Golding, right? In front of him, you’re nothing! Your true colors are finally showing!”

Before Andrew could respond, Aspen shot back, clearly fed up. “Oscar, what the hell is wrong with you? We were just trying to enjoy a meal, and you had to drag someone in here for this?”

Oscar’s tone grew defensive. “Aspen, I’m doing this for you! This bastard has been ordering you around and fooling Mr. and Mrs. Stevens. I’m exposing him for the fraud he is!”

Andrew could not hold back a smirk as he stood, locking eyes with Elon. “Fatty, I let you off the hook for a while, and now you’re getting bold, huh? What, you here to teach me a lesson?”

Elon’s blood ran cold. He recognized the voice, the posture, the sheer presence.

The name ‘Andrew’ had already sent alarm bells ringing in his head, but now, seeing the man up close, the realization hit him like a freight train.

This was not just any Andrew. This was the same Andrew that the Goldings had once put a hit on, a man their family’s most ruthless assassins failed to take down. A man whose reputation had only grown stronger in Blumedale, a figure feared and respected by even the most powerful.

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Elon’s throat tightened, his Adam’s apple bobbing visibly. Before long, a cold sweat broke out on his back.

Meanwhile, Oscar, completely oblivious, kept pushing, “Mr. Golding, don’t let him get away with this! He just called you ‘Fatty’! This punk is dearly asking for it!”

Zephyr and the rest of the Stevens family were just as baffled.

Why did Andrew seem completely unfazed by the presence of one of the most feared heirs in Blumedale?

The next moment, their jaws collectively hit the floor.

Elon, his face twisted in rage, suddenly spun around and slapped Oscar so hard his head snapped to the side. His cheek instantly turned red, blood dripping from his nose and mouth.

“Mr. Golding, what are you doing?” he stammered, clutching his burning cheek, his eyes wild with confusion.

He asked, “Why are you hitting me?!”

Elon’s chest heaved, his eyes blazing. “You damn idiot! How dare you set me up! Are you trying to get me killed?”