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Chapter 1009: Chapter 109: The Joy of the Rich
When Thomas Pendleton heard he had been betrayed, his heart sank, and he clenched his fists tightly!
Otis Radcliffe’s gaze was equally dark.
"Useless! You’ve really disappointed me!"
Radcliffe had almost squeezed these words out through his teeth.
This was his first confrontation with Julius Reed after returning to Gonzalez City.
And it was a complete debacle!
Not only had he lost, but he had also lost all face.
"Darnell... I... I didn’t expect him to pull such a move..."
Thomas Pendleton stood there, panicked and at a loss.
Under normal circumstances, if one was harassed by a hoodlum, they would surely argue back!
And according to what he knew about Julius Reed, this kind of person who hated evil like an enemy would have taken action directly!
For as long as anyone could remember, Julius Reed had always been a man of action rather than words.
So why was he so polite to a young man today?
It didn’t make sense.
Something was fishy.
But what was done was done, and under the influence of money, the young man had betrayed Thomas Pendleton.
"This has nothing to do with me..."
Otis Radcliffe said in a heavy tone.
And his bodyguard immediately separated the two of them.
"Who is it, Mr. Thomas Pendleton?"
Julius Reed, with his hands clasped behind his back, looked towards the hundred or so people in the hall and said, "If it’s a shrinking turtle, then I won’t mind."
Whoosh!
Countless eyes were suddenly all focused on Thomas Pendleton.
As a wealthy second-generation and a scourge of Gonzalez City, Thomas Pendleton had quite a reputation.
Almost half of Gonzalez City knew of this profligate son.
Now, without guessing, everyone knew who Thomas Pendleton was.
"You’re slandering me!"
Thomas Pendleton wanted to hide but couldn’t.
He angrily stepped forward, pointing at the young man, "I don’t know you at all! Now, I suspect you two are acting, directing and acting out a play, to ruin my reputation!"
Thomas Pendleton quickly thought on his feet, a hint of a smile on his lips.
On hearing this, Otis Radcliffe also nodded his head.
Countercharging, not bad!
This left Julius Reed with no room for excuses.
And those in the hall started to believe it, too.
"Look, there are cameras over there, you must have prepared them for filming!"
Thomas Pendleton was quite pleased with his quick wit and hurriedly walked over, pointing to three cameras in the corner, "Look! I knew it, why else would there be cameras in a perfectly good hall? You must want to blame me, then make a video and spread it, to ruin my reputation!"
It was a classic case of a perpetrator playing the victim first!
He blurted out his whole plan, looking smugly at Julius Reed.
He wanted to see how his opponent would respond.
This was nothing short of a self-exposure!
But there was no other way.
Since the video could no longer be made, annoying Julius Reed even once meant achieving his goal.
At the very least, it was an explanation for Otis Radcliffe.
"Mr. Pendleton, you’re very detailed! How come you’re as clear about it as the person involved?"
Julius Reed led people into the hall and looked at the three cameras, "Did I arrange for this?"
"Right! Who else but you!"
Thomas Pendleton was somewhat carried away.
In his opinion, it was now almost impossible for Julius Reed to clear himself!
"I only knew these three people were arranged by me because you said so. Baseless words don’t count, we go by evidence."
Julius Reed, hands clasped behind his back, chuckled and said, "It’s not like it’s true just because you say it is, right?"
"Thomas Pendleton, you bastard!" the young man cursed angrily, "Dare to do but not to acknowledge, may your child be born without an asshole!"
"You..."
Thomas Pendleton was so furious that he was about to start hitting the man.
"The camera is recording, man, I am the hoodlum! Hit me, just try it out?"
The young man looked at Thomas Pendleton with a triumphant smirk and spat, "Pah!"
"I..."
Thomas Pendleton, disgusted, wiped the spit off his face with a tissue, grinding his teeth with frustration.
Should he really be arguing with a hoodlum?
"All right!"
So Thomas Pendleton decided to attribute all his hatred towards Julius Reed.
He approached the three cameramen, blinking and asked, "Who hired you?"
These three were private photographers he had paid for.
Ten thousand each.
Equipments were their own.
"It’s... it’s this gentleman..."
The three of them saw Thomas Pendleton winking and understood immediately what he meant.
"Take someone’s money, completely remove their troubles."
They unhesitatingly dumped the blame onto Julius Reed.
"Look!"
Thomas Pendleton looked at Julius Reed with a smug expression, "You dare to do it but not admit it, are you even a man?"
Seeing this scene, Otis Radcliffe was thrilled!
Being able to see Julius Reed in a plight filled his heart with immense satisfaction.
Ever since his grandfather’s birthday party, he hadn’t seen Julius Reed suffer a loss!
It had been almost a year...
"Is that so?"
Julius Reed was neither annoyed nor angry but walked over to the three photographers with interest, "Hired by me?"
"Yes."
Their eyes were frantic, but they had no choice.
"Good! Then do you have any evidence? Is this equipment mine too?"
Julius Reed caressed the three cameras, scrutinizing them closely.
They were expensive, each worth over a hundred thousand.
"As you know, a rich man like me wouldn’t let a photographer bring their own equipment, it’s beneath my status."
He added.
"The equipment is also yours..."
The three of them gritted their teeth and uttered these words.
"Look! Julius Reed, what else do you have to say?"
Thomas Pendleton was even more smug.
"Then how much do I pay you a day?"
Julius Reed ignored Thomas Pendleton, who was like a clown behind him, and pointed at the young fellows, "I can casually toss a few hundred thousand to a passerby; I hope your answer doesn’t disappoint me."
"This..."
The photographers were at a loss for words.
"Did Thomas Pendleton actually do this?"
Some began to speculate.
"It doesn’t seem like something Julius Reed would do..."
"Shush! Keep it down. Whether it’s true or not, Thomas Pendleton is President Radcliffe’s friend..."
"I see, let’s stop talking."
The wealthy men in the hall were expressing their thoughts one after another.
But these words were particularly grating on Otis Radcliffe’s ears!
He disliked people fearing him.
Especially supporting Thomas Pendleton just because of their relationship with him.
That was fake!
He wanted these people to genuinely despise Julius Reed and support himself!
Otherwise, disloyalty and a lack of commitment would surely lead to trouble!
"A hundred thousand..."
Eventually, someone spoke up.
"Very good!"
Julius Reed nodded and reached out to Terry Moore, "Lend me your Rolex for a moment."
"Sure thing!"
Terry Moore took off his Rolex and placed it in Julius Reed’s hand.
Click!
Without any warning.
Julius Reed held the Rolex tightly and smashed it down onto the camera lens!
A camera lens is incredibly expensive, practically the soul of the camera!
But now.
The first camera’s lens was shattered instantly.
The photographers were stunned.
This was their livelihood!
Click!
The second sound.
Click!
The third sound.
The lenses of all three cameras, completely destroyed.
The Rolex was undamaged, or if it was, the damage was imperceptible.
"You..."
The first photographer to recover was furiously staring at Julius Reed!
To them, the cameras were like their wives!
But now...
"You said these were my cameras,"
Julius Reed, hands in his pockets, spoke with a smile, "Sadly, this is how a rich man’s happiness is—crude, monotonous, and boring. If I don’t smash a couple to hear the sound every day, I feel uneasy."
Looking at the angry expressions of the three, he waved his hand, "You can go now. Just leave behind that hundred thousand you each took from me as payment before you leave."
