NOVPUBChapter 1311: 599 Sort out the chaos_2 Chapter 1311: 599 Sort out the chaos_2 This was the adult gift his grandmother had given him, the most beautiful wish an old person could have for their grandchild.
“Don’t blame your grandmother.
She has had a tough time these years.
She lost her father when she was young, her husband in middle age, and her son in old age.
Even the strongest hearts wouldn’t be able to bear such blows, not to mention your third aunt…”
Joshua Drake shook his head, presumably, Edward knew this in his heart.
Nicholas Drake’s gaze was firm: “I know.
I’m here to make amends for the mistakes my mother has made, to put things right for the Drakes.”
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An entertainment club in Coral Island.
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Inside the windowless private room, it was a scene of complete debauchery, filled with excessive luxury and dissipation.
As the cigarette in his fingers was about to burn out, the man accurately flipped it into the ashtray.
His other hand was moving on a woman’s smooth shoulder, the atmosphere was full of ambiguity.
A hint of exhaustion showed on the woman’s pretty face, who was rather speechless in her heart.
However, she had to pull herself together to serve the man.
If only she slipped up and annoyed the man.
In Coral Island, this man was the boss.
If she satisfied him, becoming a phoenix after rising to a higher position was not impossible.
She heard that the tigress at his home was nothing more than a paper tiger.
If it wasn’t for her family background, she would have been abandoned long ago.
Thinking this way, the woman felt revitalized and snuggled coquettishly into the man’s arms.
Just then, there was a knock on the door, “Mr.
Drake, those people from Knox Village are making a scene outside your house again.”
The man laughed unconcernedly, “A group of troublemakers, they can’t make any waves.
Let them make noise, I’ve had enough of their nonsense.”
“Granny Drake went to promise those people that she would give them a satisfactory answer within three days.
Now the housekeeper has dispatched people all over the streets looking for you.”
“Old hag,” the man gave a fierce kick to the marble table next to him, sending the woman beside him into shock.
She huddled up her shoulders without daring to utter any sound.
“Who asked her to meddle in?
Always making trouble for me,” the man growled impatiently.
“Granny Drake has a strong reputation in Coral Island.
After listening to her, those villagers all went back home.
So, Mr.
Drake, what should we do now?”
“She’s so capable, isn’t she?
Let her solve the problem herself.
It’s none of my business.”
“By the way, how is that matter I asked you to handle in Pethkids going?”
Silence descended outside the door.
Dustin Drake furrowed his eyebrows, pushed the woman who was leaning on him away, went to open the door and said, “I’m asking you a question.”
The assistant swayed unconsciously, “Mr…Mr.
Drake, the news from Pethkids was kept tight, I just got to know.
The assassins sent there…all failed.”
“Failed?” Dustin was so angry that he kicked him, “Now you’re telling me?
What have you been doing before?”
Dustin fished out his phone from his pocket, preparing to make a call.
Only then he realized his phone had been turned off at some point. n𝚘𝚟𝚙u𝚋.co𝚖
“Damn!
Even you’re against me,” Dustin furiously threw the phone out.
“Ouch!
My foot.” Someone hopped up after being hit by the thrown phone.
The man stormed over, “Are you blind?
You’ve injured my foot, can you bear this responsibility?”
Dustin squinted his eyes coldly.
The menacing look in them was like a sharp knife, making it hard for people to breathe.
Seeing who the man was, he crossed his arms and scoffed, “Well, look who it is.
Mr.
Drake, you look so vibrant, it seems you are living a good life lately.
The storms outside don’t seem to have affected you at all.”
“Little Master.” A bunch of young people swarmed over.
Someone tugged his sleeve and whispered into his ear, “Little Master, he is a tough character, you’d better not provoke him.”
Dustin’s reputation in Coral Island was not good.
He was seen as a shady character, not worth offending.
The man raised an eyebrow and looked at the person sideways, “He’s hard to provoke, does that mean it’s easy to provoke me?
My foot is injured and I can’t walk.
What are you going to do about it?”
Dustin snorted, “Jentra Philbert, don’t overstep your boundary.
Get out of my way.”
Jentra Philbert provocatively lifted his chin, “What can you do if I, the young master, doesn’t give way?”
“Looking for death.” Dustin Drake waved his hand, and the bodyguard next to him stepped forward.
The group behind Jentra Philbert immediately retreated, “Young Master, you should stop arguing with him, he has the support of the Callums.
It’s THE Callums.”
The biggest backer Jentra Philbert had was his father-in-law, otherwise, how could he have snatched the position of head of the family from Joshua Drake?
Joshua Drake was far more capable than him.
This man completely behaved like a bandit.
Dustin Drake coldly ordered, “Beat him until he submits.”
Jentra Philbert jumped up and shouted, “You dare, Dustin Drake, I am the young master of The Philberts.
If you touch a finger on me, my father will not let you go.”
“Fine, I’ll be waiting.
Let’s see how your father, Philbert, will not let me go.
Attack.”
The bodyguards stepped forward, but Jentra Philbert unconsciously backed off.
It was late, as the bodyguard was about to grab Jentra Philbert’s wrist, a dart suddenly attack.
The bodyguard quickly pulled his hand back, a microsecond later, his palm would have been nailed to the wall by the dart.
The bodyguard broke into a cold sweat.
Jentra Philbert immediately turned his head in surprise, this was something out of a martial arts novel, who could be so powerful.
A young man came over, not very tall and skin and bones.
He wore a black short coat with golden threads, carrying a long stick on his back.
He exuded an aura of heroism that seemed to have walked out of a character in a novel.
The young man had very white skin, sharp cheekbones, exquisite features.
Under his raised eyebrows were a pair of stubbornly proud eyes, like an eagle soaring under the blue sky, sharp and glaring.
Dustin Drake squinted, “Who are you?
A Philbert’s bodyguard?”
The young man sneered disdainfully, “Could The Philberts afford to hire me?”
His short stature was not to be underestimated, “Which one of you is Dustin Drake?”
One should not underestimate his short stature.
Jentra Philbert immediately ran to the young man’s side, pointing at Dustin Drake, and said, “Young Hero, this is Dustin Drake.”
The young man raised an eyebrow, his dark eyes fell on Dustin Drake’s face.
In that instant, the hairs on Dustin Drake’s body stood up.
“Dustin Drake, right?
Come with me, our mistress wants to see you.”
Dustin Drake’s eyelids jumped, he sneered, “Who is your Mistress?
Do you think I’m someone she can see anytime she wants?”
The young hero grinned cheerfully, “Of course, because you don’t have the privilege to refuse.”
As soon as he finished speaking, he moved.
No one saw how he moved.
All they saw was a blur, and the bodyguard was crumpling to the ground, convulsing.
In a blink, the young man’s foot was on Drake’s throat, his back against the wall, and there was nowhere to retreat.
He couldn’t control the trembling of his body, “Who…
who exactly are you?”
The young man easily held Drake’s throat at an angle beyond 120 degrees with one long leg.
The more innocent the smile on his face, the more frightened Drake was.
“My name is Jayden Moore, I’m the Mistress’s bodyguard, don’t keep the Mistress waiting for too long.” With that, he threw out a rope, tied Drake’s hands, and led him away like a dog on a leash.
Dustin Drake stumbled, almost falling.
The young man ahead didn’t stop.
Jentra Philbert’s eyes brightened.
He immediately ran up, “Young Hero, does your Mistress have a feud with Dustin Drake?”
Jayden Moore thought for a moment: “I suppose she does.” Sending out an assassin, now this would be a death feud.
“Stop following us.” Jayden Moore left a word, leading his captive into the elevator.
Jentra Philbert turned his eyes, “With such a powerful character as a bodyguard, I wonder what kind of person this Mistress is.”
Ignoring the friends who gathered, Jentra Philbert immediately ran down the stairs.
Rushing out of the club entrance, he saw a black car across the road.
The car door opened, and Jayden Moore kicked Dustin Drake in.
The moment the car door closed, a stunning figure flashed briefly.
