A Heaven-sent Sweet Child Falls Asking for Hugs-Chapter 54: Beating a Dog Depends on Its Master
Jasper Ford knew long ago that Jeremy King would be attending the Morgan Family’s charity gala. That was precisely why he brought Vivian Quincy—to see if she would speak to Jeremy King.
He never expected...
’What a truly despicable woman.’
She had just met with Hayden Kaye this afternoon, and now, tonight, she couldn’t wait to cling to Jeremy King the moment she ran into him.
It seemed his judgment had been flawed. After spending a few days with Vivian Quincy, he had actually started to think she was a decent person. Coupled with her acceptable work efficiency, Jasper Ford had even begun to entertain the idea that she wasn’t that kind of despicable woman. But now, it was clear she was exactly the same as those women who sold their bodies for money.
Jasper Ford scoffed coldly and turned to head downstairs.
...
As Jeremy King gripped her wrist, Vivian Quincy’s lovely brow furrowed. "Let go," she said.
"Don’t be so fierce, little lady. I just want to chat. Which boss do you work for? I know all the bosses here. If you have a nice chat with me, I might even be able to get you a promotion and a raise. Don’t you want that?" Jeremy King asked with a smile, his grip tightening without any restraint.
Vivian Quincy felt insulted. She hated this feeling. She warned, "I don’t know you. If you don’t let go, I’m going to call for help."
"Call for help?" Jeremy King froze for a second, then burst out laughing. "I haven’t done anything to you. Who are you going to call? HA HA HA."
After he finished speaking, Jeremy King draped his hand over Vivian Quincy’s shoulder. "It must be tiring for a girl like you to be out here working. Why don’t you come to my company? I’ll give you a high salary. What do you say?"
Vivian Quincy glanced at the wandering hand on her shoulder, her heart sinking bit by bit. Clenching her teeth, she asked, "And how high is this ’high salary’?"
"Ten thousand a month. How about it?" He held up a single finger.
His offer made her laugh. She subtly removed his hand from her shoulder and smiled. "Sorry, that’s too low. My current monthly salary is twenty thousand. I can’t afford to stoop to your lousy company, so I’ll have to pass."
Lousy company?
The smile on Jeremy King’s face vanished instantly. He was furious. "What kind of dump do you work at that you dare to look down on my company? Do you know who I am?"
"I don’t. But I have a piece of advice for you. I’m the assistant to Jasper Ford of Imperium Group. I don’t care who you are, but I suggest you show some respect." Vivian Quincy lifted her chin proudly. ’She refused to believe there was anyone here more distinguished than Jasper Ford!’
’Even if she was just a lowly assistant, she was still one of Jasper Ford’s people. You have to consider the master before you kick the dog... No, wait...’
The moment Vivian Quincy’s words fell, Jeremy King’s expression changed. He took two steps back and cleared his throat. "You’re President Ford’s assistant?"
"I’ll mention your proposal to the president when I get back. If he agrees to let me go to your company, it’s not entirely out of the question." Vivian Quincy gave him a perfectly harmless smile. "But do you know what happens to people who try to poach employees from our president? Because I sure don’t."
Jeremy King gave a dry laugh. "I was just joking. Don’t take it seriously. Since you’re President Ford’s assistant, your salary must be very high." At this point, Jeremy King glanced around to make sure Jasper Ford wasn’t nearby. Greed getting the better of him, he suddenly stepped closer to Vivian Quincy and said, "However, if you really want to come, I can give you two hundred thousand."
Vivian Quincy raised an eyebrow, not understanding what Jeremy King meant.
Jeremy King smiled, took off his expensive watch, and pulled Vivian Quincy’s fair, delicate hand forward. He placed the watch in her palm. "Think about it carefully when you get home. If you’re willing to come, I’ll offer you a generous commission. But you’ll have to bring me a ’welcoming gift’ or two—a project proposal, for example, or... something else..."
Vivian Quincy’s heart lurched. ’What was this Jeremy King planning to do to Imperium Group?’
Just as she was about to ask, a black shadow flashed before her eyes. Before Vivian Quincy could react, a blood-curdling scream erupted. Jeremy King, who had been standing perfectly fine beside her a second ago, was now collapsed on the ground. The surrounding guests shrieked in terror and scattered.
Jeremy King was dazed from the blow. He covered his face, his palm coming away covered in blood. He glared at Hayden Kaye, who had appeared out of nowhere, and cursed, "Are you insane?"
"Who told you you could touch her!" Like a frenzied beast, Hayden Kaye landed a vicious kick on Jeremy King’s body!
How could Jeremy King just let some youngster beat him up? He was furious. He scrambled to his feet and started brawling with Hayden Kaye. The Morgan Family’s security guards saw what was happening and rushed over to intervene, but Jeremy King roared at them, "Get lost!" He shot a fierce glare at Hayden Kaye and said, "Alright, you’ve got some nerve, kid. Provoking me time and time again. Do you think I’m a pushover? Men!"
At his furious roar, the bodyguards who had come with Jeremy King quickly stepped forward—four men in total—and surrounded Hayden Kaye.
Hayden Kaye pushed Vivian Quincy aside. "Wait over there. I’ll take you home in a bit."
’It looks like a fight is about to break out!’
Vivian Quincy quickly tried to stop Hayden Kaye. "There are so many of them! Don’t do it."
"It’s okay, Vivian. This will be over soon," Hayden Kaye said, smiling to reassure her.
Jeremy King couldn’t stand it anymore. ’This damn brat hits me and then acts like I’m nothing? This is outrageous!’
"Get him! I want this kid beaten so badly he can’t get back up!"
The bodyguards swarmed him.
Hayden Kaye no longer had time to explain anything to Vivian Quincy. He shoved her forcefully out of the way and lifted his leg, kicking away a bodyguard who was charging at him. In no time, the men were tangled in a chaotic brawl.
Another guest at the gala spoke up, "Jeremy King, you’re going too far, ganging up on a young man like this. Stop it, now!"
Jeremy King retorted, "Are you all blind? He’s the one who rushed over and hit me first."
"This is the Morgan Family’s event. Are you trying to make an enemy of the Morgan Family?" a man warned sternly.
Jeremy King sneered, "The Morgans haven’t said a word. Since when is it your place to speak?"
The man’s face turned ashen.
Jeremy King continued, "Keep hitting him! Put some muscle into it! He’s just some brat from the Kaye Family. His father isn’t here, so I don’t mind teaching him a lesson on his behalf!"
Utterly arrogant!
Hayden Kaye grew angrier the more he heard. ’Since when did this bastard have the right to teach him a lesson?’
The thought of Jeremy King all over Vivian Quincy just moments ago filled Hayden with jealousy! His eyes turned bloodshot with rage. His anger made him reckless, and being young, aggressive, and strong, Hayden Kaye actually managed to hold his own against the four bodyguards.
Jeremy King hadn’t expected Hayden Kaye to be so skilled. Seeing that Hayden was actually starting to gain the upper hand against his bodyguards, Jeremy turned, grabbed a wine bottle, and stalked toward him. ’He had to smash this reckless punk’s head in!’
Vivian Quincy noticed Jeremy King’s movement and rushed forward. "What are you doing?"
"Get lost," Jeremy King snarled, shoving Vivian Quincy away.
Unsteady in her high heels, Vivian Quincy’s ankle twisted, and she stumbled toward the ground. She flailed her arms frantically, trying to grab a nearby chair to keep from falling, but missed. With a THUD, she crashed into something as hard as a wall. The impact made Vivian’s eyes water with pain. She looked up and met a pair of aggressive, terrifying eyes. Vivian’s face went pale with fright!
