Unexpectedly Sweet Flash Marriage

Chapter 15 Settling Scores Promptly Was His Unwavering Principle

Chapter 15 Settling Scores Promptly Was His Unwavering Principle

"Fine. I won't be angry this time. It's because that person is really bad that it provoked you to take action. However, you can't do this again next time."

Adeline couldn't possibly be angry.

She even thought that the way Curtis grabbed Kevin's head and smashed it against the wall was incredibly cool!

However, she couldn't say it out loud. She still wanted to reprimand Curtis so that the latter wouldn't resort to violence easily.

Upon hearing that, Curtis smirked faintly, and he replied casually, "Okay."

Seeing them playfully flirting with each other, Kevin was on the verge of exploding in anger. "Hey, stop trembling! What are you two babbling about at a moment like this? Let me go immediately. If I die, both of you will end up in jail."

Upon hearing "end up in jail," Adeline was startled but quickly regained her composure and said calmly, "Have a few bodyguards leave and let us go. He'll then release his grip."

Right now, they had to retreat calmly instead of letting Kevin go abruptly just because he told them to do so. She vividly recalled how that treacherous man intended to use their outnumbered state against them!

Kevin repeatedly shouted at Jacob, "Hurry up and get your people out of here!"

Jacob was caught off guard by the sudden turn of events and took a while to react.

In the instant when Kevin's head collided with the wall, a voice echoed in his mind. "Crap. I'm doomed now."

Once he regained his senses, he dismissed the three bodyguards.

After the bodyguards opened the door, Adeline gently persuaded Curtis, "Darling, release him first. Let's leave first and think of other ways to handle this later."

"No. He has to apologize to you first," Curtis refused calmly.

As his voice fell, Curtis pressed the broken glass in his hand against Kevin, causing the latter to apologize repeatedly, "Ah-Sorry. I'm sorry. It's all my fault. I apologize."

"Say you're worse than a swine," Curtis added.

Kevin suppressed his anger, but he cursed himself with a tense expression, "I'm worse than a swine. I shouldn't have coveted you. Please forgive me and ask your husband to release me immediately."

While Curtis had yet to let go, Owen, who had planned for a deliberate encounter, took a quick glance inside and was shocked. He exclaimed, "My goodness! What are you guys doing?"

Owen entered the private room with large strides.

Jacob had previously caught sight of Owen from a distance at a banquet. He was the sole heir of the Doyle family, one of the four prestigious families in Prodiff.

Kevin was also acquainted with Owen and knew his identity. Upon seeing him at that moment, both of them showed the utmost respect and treated him like they would treat the God of Wealth.

"Hi, Mr. Doyle," Jacob greeted first.

"Mr. Doyle... I..." Kevin also greeted Owen, but his head was still pressed against the wall, and there was a shard of glass on his neck, making him feel rather embarrassed.

"What are you guys doing?" Owen might be a bit silly in private, but he always presented himself as an aristocratic gentleman in front of outsiders.

Jacob noticed that Owen was speaking up for them, so he quickly reprimanded Adeline's disabled husband.

"What are you looking at? Let go of him immediately! Mr. Doyle is here. Look at yourself now. How ridiculous. This is the person in power from the Doyle family, one of the four prominent families in Prodiff. Do you, a country bumpkin, even recognize him?"

Upon hearing those words, Owen's eyes widened in horror. He thought to himself, "Country bumpkin? The third son of the Riley family is being called a country bumpkin? Gosh. This is truly remarkable!"

Noticing Owen's reaction, Jacob's heart was instantly filled with a sense of unease, and he softly inquired, "Isn't this pathetic loser a country bumpkin?"

"Pathetic loser?" Owen struggled to gulp down as his eyes widened even more!

He had been close friends with Curtis for many years, and he had never encountered someone who would dare to call him that.

However, he soon realized what was going on.

As his wife was around today, he couldn't afford to ruin his image.

If it were any other day, these people wouldn't even have a chance to say a word.

Once again sensing something out of the ordinary, Jacob swiftly questioned Owen, who appeared bewildered, "What's the matter? Do you know this person, Mr. Doyle?"

"I do." Owen nodded.

Jacob's body shivered in fright, and his eyes also widened in shock. "So why did you ask that, Mr. Doyle? Wasn't it meant for us?"

"What are you even thinking? Have you lost your mind? Why would I speak up for you two pathetic losers?" Owen shot him a scornful glance.

At that moment, Kevin, who was being restrained, instantly broke into a sweat.

He was extremely curious about the identity of this person who could make the young master of one of the four major families, the Doyle family, speak up.

"May I ask who is this person that commands such attention from you?" Kevin couldn't help but ask tentatively.

Owen squinted his eyes briefly, recalling Steffen's words about maintaining Curtis' image. He casually explained, "Well, he's just someone I knew from my business days. He used to have some money, so I called him 'brother' out of respect for his seniority. But now that he had a car accident and lost his influence, he has to address me as 'brother.' It has been quite a while since I last saw this young fella, and upon recognizing him, I got excited and walked in."

Jacob's eyebrows knitted together as he had a sense that something wasn't quite right.

This account of events sounded somewhat like the one from the Riley family...

However, before he could fully gather his thoughts, his pondering was abruptly interrupted by Kevin's voice. "Hey, since you've lost your influence, let go of me right away! What's with this

arrogance? Mr. Doyle, since you're acquainted with him, hurry up and tell him to release me."

Owen coughed lightly twice and gave Curtis a meaningful look, implying that he could deal with the matter later. "Well... Hey, young fella, why don't you do me a favor and release your grip?"

Curtis didn't release his grip and raised an eyebrow, casting a sharp glance at Owen. "Young fella?"

His voice was as cold as frost, and it sent shivers down Owen's spine.

At that moment, Owen felt aggrieved and wanted to cry. He thought to himself, "Aren't I just helping you maintain your image of being powerless?"

Adeline was worried about any possible accidents, so she quickly stepped in to persuade, "Darling, release your hold. It's not worth the risk if something goes wrong. We were the ones with the valid argument."

"Okay, I'll do as you say," Curtis responded gently. As soon as he finished speaking, he casually tossed away the piece of glass. NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

Kevin, who had just regained his freedom, raised his hand to strike Curtis. However, he was frozen in place by Curtis' chilling gaze, and his hand remained suspended in midair.

He hadn't paid attention just now. He began to wonder how a man looking as refined as Curtis could possess such a terrifying gaze.

Kevin had encountered many impressive individuals, and it was uncommon for someone to possess such a gaze and aura.

Seeing the situation, Owen quickly pulled Kevin aside and reprimanded him and Jacob, "This buddy of mine may have lost his power, but he has done me favors in the past. Whatever grudges you have, let this matter rest. No one is allowed to bother him or his wife again. Now, get out of here!"

Kevin rubbed his stiff neck and was about to say something, but he was interrupted by Jacob. "Mr. Baker, come on. Let's find a private room and have a meal. I'll open a few bottles of good wine. Let's not bother arguing with this person anymore. We should at least give Mr. Doyle some respect."

With that, Jacob put his arm around Kevin's shoulder and led him out of the room.

After the two of them left, an awkward atmosphere lingered in the room.

Seeing that the waiter had already served the food, Owen started eating casually as he wanted to save on a meal.

However, the atmosphere had been ruined by Kevin and Jacob, and the three of them ate their meal in silence.

Owen saw the worried expression on Adeline's face and couldn't help but comfort her, "Don't let it bother you. I know Kevin. He's not some big shot from a government agency, just a director in a small bureau."

Curtis remained silent. His face grew dark and menacing.

Regardless of whether it was a bureau director or not, anyone who dared to provoke him would not be easily let off!

At that moment, he was plotting how to take revenge on that scoundrel without letting Adeline know.

Settling scores promptly was his unwavering principle!

Owen glanced at Curtis and immediately understood his intentions, so he carried on with his acting. "This young fella has also helped me in the past. Rest assured. I'll take care of this situation and ensure they won't bother you again."

"No need to trouble you, Mr. Doyle." Adeline looked at Owen and firmly declined his offer.