The Formidable Son-In-Law: The Charismatic Lucas Gray

Chapter 1123 - 1123 Venting Anger on Lucas


1123 Venting Anger on Lucas

Flynn came to a sudden realization. “So that’s how it is! It seems the Hills are still indignant and want to take the land that Stardust City is being built on. That’s why they used such disgusting means!

“They’re really despicable and shameless! Professor Crawford is already in her seventies, yet they injured her so badly. They deserve to die!”

After cursing with righteous indignation, Flynn was full of worries again. “Lucas, the Hills are a royal family branch and have a status higher than the eight giants of DC. If they’re determined to snatch the land from you, the Stardust City project will be greatly affected… We might even have to stop construction as a last resort, right?”

Lucas sneered. “They’re just a branch of the royals, and they won’t be able to affect the Stardust City project. If they have a death wish, I’ll grant it to them!”

What Lucas said once again shocked Flynn. It seemed that Lucas had never taken his enemies seriously, regardless of how powerful they were.

At the beginning, it was the four top families in Orange County, and then later, it was the three top families in LA. Now that he was in DC, even the eight giants couldn’t faze him.

Facts had proven that Lucas was indeed incredibly powerful and wasn’t afraid of these families at all.

But things are different now. They were facing the Hills, a royal family branch. Could Lucas still resolve the matter as easily as before?

If this was the case, how terrifying had Lucas’s power reached?

Flynn didn’t dare to continue to think about it.

Lucas said, “Anyway, I will take care of Professor Crawford’s matter, regardless of who the perpetrator is. You just need to be in charge of handling the Stardust Corporation’s affairs.”

“Yes, Lucas!” Flynn tensed up and hurriedly agreed.

“Grandma! How is she?!” Suddenly, an anxious voice came from the corridor outside the emergency room, along with some chaotic footsteps. Soon, three people rushed over.

The person running in front was a young girl in her twenties, followed by a couple in their forties. They were all incredibly anxious.

The middle-aged man and the young girl looked somewhat similar to Gemma, so they were obviously related to her.

Flynn had been Gemma’s apprentice, so he knew who her family was.

After he saw the three of them, an obvious look of guilt appeared on his face as he said apologetically, “Sorry, Paul, Leila. Professor Crawford… is still in the emergency room…

“I’m sorry. It’s all my fault. I failed to protect Professor Crawford. I’m so sorry!”

Professor Crawford’s family members were all intellectuals. Like her, her son, Paul Carson, and his wife were both professors at Georgetown University.

The young girl, Leila, was Gemma’s granddaughter and Paul’s daughter.

Leila was now a senior student at Georgetown University and was already guaranteed a place in graduate school because of her outstanding results.

It could be said that the family was all rare talents of Georgetown University.

Being acquainted with Flynn, Paul naturally wouldn’t be upset with him, especially after seeing how apologetic he was.

“You don’t have to blame yourself. I’m sure you didn’t want my mom to get hurt either. Besides, I heard you sent several bodyguards to protect her. Now that this has happened, it’s not your fault at all.” Paul patted Flynn’s back.

He was a sensible person, so he could naturally distinguish right from wrong. Since the culprits who harmed his mother were others, he wouldn’t put the blame on Flynn.

After hearing what Paul said, Flynn became even more ashamed, and for a moment, he was at a loss for words.

Paul looked at the lights on the door of the emergency room. Since the doctor hadn’t come out yet, his mother’s situation was unknown, and the only thing they could do now was to stand here and wait.

When he saw Lucas standing beside Flynn, he asked doubtfully, “Who is this?”

Flynn hurriedly introduced, “Paul, let me introduce to you. This is Mr. Lucas Gray, chairman of the Stardust Corporation. After hearing that Professor Crawford was hurt, he immediately decided to come to the hospital with me.”

Paul smiled politely and took the initiative to extend his hand. “So, you’re the chairman of the Stardust Corporation. Nice to meet you. I’m Paul Carson, Professor Crawford’s son.”

Although he didn’t know Lucas yet, he knew that his mother was working on the design of Stardust City for the Stardust Corporation every day.

It turned out that the young man in his twenties in front of him was the big boss who had hired his mother.

Paul was rather amiable, for he was polite and cultured.

Lucas smiled faintly and also extended his hand. Just as he was about to shake hands with Paul, a petite figure suddenly appeared between them to interrupt their handshake.

Standing in front of Lucas angrily, Leila glowered at him and snapped, “So you’re the chairman of the Stardust Corporation! Because my grandmother has been working for your company, she ended up like this. It’s all your fault!

“If my grandmother is fine, then we can forget it. But if… if something happens to her, I won’t let you off! Do you hear me?”

The girl’s voice was clear and crisp, but she was glaring at Lucas in anger like a feisty little tiger.

Flynn’s expression instantly changed. He understood Lucas’s temper well, so he was afraid that Leila would anger him.

Next to him, Paul chided with a frown, “Leila, mind your behavior! Is that the attitude we taught you to have when interacting with others? Your grandmother is hurt, and we’re very anxious and sad, but that’s not what Mr. Gray wants to see either. Apologize to him immediately!”

Leila retorted indignantly, “Why should I apologize to him? Am I wrong? Grandma wouldn’t have gotten hurt if she wasn’t working for him!”

Then she scowled at Lucas menacingly as her eyes turned red.

“You’re venting your anger unreasonably! Is that what Grandma and I taught you? Apologize to Mr. Gray immediately!” Paul had always been a reasonable person. Now that his daughter was behaving like this, he frowned with displeasure. His voice became deeper, and he even sounded a little domineering.

“No, I refuse! They’re responsible for Grandma’s mishap!” Leila said stubbornly with tears in her eyes.

“You!” Infuriated, Paul raised his hand, wanting his daughter.

Smack!

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