Chapter 1820


    Matthew''s expression turned icy.


    He knew the Damrons wouldn''t let him off easy this time, but he didn''t expect them to try and bulldoze


    their way over him like that.


    Tiger, who was standing beside Matthew, roared in fury, "Harper Damron, you people have gone too


    far! We''re not the ones who killed Jasper Damron, so why are you asking Matthew to bow in front of his


    memorial que?"


    Harper''s eyes flickered over to Tiger. "Who do you think you are? What makes you think you have the


    right to speak? Someone,e and p him!"


    One of the men behind Harper immediately rushed forward with his hand raised to p Tiger.


    Tiger didn''t budge. He immediately tried to stop the man, but unfortunately, Tiger was a pretty sloppy


    fighter.


    The man shoved Tiger''s arm away with his raised hand, then back with a backhand p toward Tiger.


    Just as his palm was about to make contact with Tiger''s face, Matthew grabbed the man''s wrist and


    shielded Tiger behind him.


    "He''s my friend. He speaks for me," Matthew dered coldly.


    Harper chuckled. "Hahaha. Hey, Larson. Who do you think you are? Even a punk like you doesn''t have


    the right to speak in front of me. What makes you think you can stand up for him? Since he speaks on


    your behalf, then fine. You can get pped right along with him!"


    A few more Damrons started heading toward Matthew with menacing glints in their eyes.


    The crowd began jeering again, and one of the men roared, "Good call, Mr. Damron!"


    "Hey, Larson. Do you think you''re so amazing just because you call yourself the Lord of Eastshire?"


    "Hah! You''re not even fit to wipe the shoes of people like the Damrons! What makes you think you have


    the right to run your mouth here?"


    Others began to taunt and jeer as well.


    They had been scared witless earlier, but now that the Damrons were here, they seemed to have found


    their anchor and were no longer afraid of Matthew.


    Furthermore, these people wanted to make a show of themselves in front of the Damrons in the hopes


    that they could gain the family''s favor, so they fought to hurl the most insults at Matthew and grovel at


    the Damrons'' feet.


    Tiger was trembling with rage, but they couldn''t even deal with the Damrons right now, so they couldn''t


    pay any attention to the others.


    Matthew remained calm as he eyed the men beside him. "Harper Damron, is this how the Damrons


    treat their guests?" he asked grimly.


    "Matthew Larson, why don''t you pee on the ground and take a look at your reflection? How are you a


    guest? Do you think you''re worthy of being the Damron Family''s guest?" Harper sneered.


    The spectators roared tauntingly once more.


    Matthew''s eyes were as cold as ice. "You''re the ones who invited me over—"N?velDrama.Org holds this content.


    "I''m not the one who killed Jasper Damron. Why am I the one who''s supposed to resolve it?" Matthew


    retorted gravely.


    Harper scoffed. "You don''t get to decide if you''re the one who killed him! Larson, it doesn''t matter


    whether or not you''re the one who sent people to kill Jasper. Regardless of everything else, he did die


    on Eastcliff territory! You''re the so-called Lord of Eastshire, aren''t you? So, you''re going to take


    responsibility for his death!" Updated at Draмаnоvеls.cоm


    Tiger was infuriated as he bellowed, "Why, you… You people are being unreasonable!"