This is the longest sentence Mason Bennett has spoken since walking in.
Simultaneously, it was like a muffled thunderclap echoing in the living room...
Startling everyone present.
Not to mention him coming here to stand up for Bella.
Husband?
What does that mean?
Old Mr. Lawrence froze for a long time before reacting, and suddenly he was furious.
"How dare you claim to be Bella’s husband? Our Lawrence Family can’t afford a son-in-law like you!"
Old Mr. Lawrence was somewhat angry; his precious granddaughter is currently missing, and even if nothing happened to her, he would still consider whether to let her marry Mason Bennett!
Mason Bennett chuckled softly, the coldness on his face softened somewhat.
"Whether you can afford it or not, we’re already married."
Old Mr. Lawrence was stunned, his brows furrowing.
"You two got married?" he asked incredulously.
They left Kyoto on the third day and encountered an incident; how could they possibly be married?
Mason Bennett withdrew his gaze, walking step by step towards Vivian Thornecroft, who was about to stand up.
"Before anything happened, we had just come out of the Civil Affairs Bureau."
As he spoke, Mason Bennett lifted his foot and kicked Vivian Thornecroft back down before he could straighten his waist!
This action enraged the entire room.
Old Mr. Lawrence was so angry that his breathing became somewhat unstable.
"Mason Bennett, you are beyond insulting!"
Several bodyguards at his side rushed towards Mason Bennett.
Mason Bennett’s expression darkened, and his gaze swept over the bodyguards.
"Mr. Lawrence, I guess you wouldn’t want outsiders to hear what’s coming next."
The man’s steady and powerful voice was particularly prominent in the living room.
Old Mr. Lawrence’s face was sullen, obviously not comfortable with being threatened by a junior.
Butler Feng, quick on his feet, raised his hand to stop the bodyguards, then waved them all out.
Butler Feng had followed the master for a lifetime; even without speaking, he could guess the master’s thoughts.
The bodyguards exited the living room.
In the living room, only a few people remained, even Butler Feng bowed and retreated.
Vivian Thornecroft had been kicked hard, and now sat half-upright on the floor, clutching his chest, unable to catch his breath for a long time.
Seeing the bodyguards being dismissed, his face turned even grimmer.
A man who always restrained himself found it hard to maintain that gentle and elegant demeanor now.
Not to mention the Lawrence Family, he had never suffered such humiliation since childhood.
Being kicked down in front of so many people, without any chance to fight back...
Vivian Thornecroft, with a gloomy face, clutched his chest and slowly stood up, his face tense.
"Cough... I don’t know what Mr. Bennett wants to say, after resorting to violence against me?"
Despite his pale face, he replied calmly with good manners.
Old Mr. Lawrence only then reacted, his grandson had been hit, and his face instantly darkened again.
"Mason Bennett, you’d better have a legitimate reason for what you’re going to say next; otherwise, laying hands on my family in my house, you absolutely won’t leave here easily."
These words, the old man wasn’t joking.
If Mason Bennett can’t give him a satisfactory answer.
Then, aside from company matters, just the fact that Mason Bennett hit his grandson in his house, he wouldn’t let Mason Bennett leave so easily.
Vivian Thornecroft lowered his eyes, a flash of viciousness in them.
No matter what, today, he wouldn’t let Mason Bennett leave here easily, especially after laying hands on him...
Watching from the side, Louis Lawrence’s gaze roamed over the several individuals, and suddenly, he laughed.
"I suppose Mr. Bennett isn’t one to act without reason; he must have his reasons for coming today, as well as for resorting to violence..."
Louis Lawrence paused, glancing at Vivian Thornecroft, and gave a sly smile.
"There’s naturally a reason behind it."