Chapter 329
“It’s really none of your business. Stop sticking your nose in other people’s business!” Kaya’s words
were harsh but J knew it wasn’t the right time to argue with her. She nned on getting rid of Kaya
away as soon as possible.
But how could Kaya let go of J so easily? Kaya still held a deep-seated grudge against her. How
could she let go of such a great opportunity to get back at J now?
“Hey, don’t leave now! I’m right, aren’t I?” It’s apparent that you don’t in fact live a good life, J,”
Kaya said, continuing to pester her and grabbing her wrist to stop her from leaving.
Meanwhile, several well-dressed yboys still surrounded Ethan and mocked him ruthlessly. One
insult after another flowed freely.
Suddenly, a passing guest identally broke a bottle of La Romanee-Conti wine. The guest looked
around and ordered, “Waiter, have this cleaned up.”
Ritchie shoved Ethan aggressively and said, “Are you deaf or something? He told you to clean up,
waiter!”
Ethan shot a frigid nce at Ritchie. His sharp and threatening look made all the young men around
shudder.
Another person stepped forward to diffuse the situation. In a persuasive voice, he said, “Mr. Lester, let
this go.”
After all, the blood of the Lester family ran through Ethan’s veins. Although he was well aware that
Ethan was an illegitimate child, how could they let him work as a lowly servant?
Ritchie turned a deaf ear to the persuasive words and remarked with a wry smirk, “The work Ethan
does on a regr basis is quite simr to this in any case. I heard that his job was unloading goods in a
convenience store. That’s right! Ethan is well suited for this kind of cheap, physicalbor.”
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“Hahaha, Ritchie has hit the nail on the head! He calls a spade a spade!” the others echoed and burst
intoughter with renewed vigor.
When Ritchie noticed that Ethan didn’t move, he pushed him roughly on the shoulder and shouted,
“Hey! Ethan, I ordered you to clean this mess up. Are you really ignoring my instruction?”
Just then, an old man donned in a tunic came over with his walking stick in hand. With a cough, he
said, “Excuse me, boys. Please give way for me to pass. I have to go to the bathroom.”
Ritchie was ovee by rage because someone had the audacity to interrupt him. He turned his head
with a dark, forbidding expression on his face, and was astounded to see that it was none other than
Curt Benton who had the gall to interrupt him.
Curt was a distinguished guest invited by the Lester family. He was a key person in the business circle.
After a momentary pause, Ritchie nodded respectfully, and said to the others, “Make way for Mr.
Benton. And who put this couch right here to block the way? Move it this instant.”
Everyone made way for Curt.
“This way, Mr. Benton,” Ritchie said. It was clear that he wanted to assist Curt.
Curt, however, managed to dodge his help at the right moment. He threw a cursory nce of
displeasure in Ritchie’s direction and said, “Thank you, Mr. Lester. But you are the noble young master
from a strong family. How can I bother you?”
The color drained from Ritchie’s face and he looked frighteningly furious.
The business area into which the Lester family had recently decided they wanted to expand fell under
the jurisdiction of Curt. The reason they had specifically invited Curt this time was not only because
they wanted to celebrate Nora’s birthday but also because they wanted to obtain cooperation with Curt.
ordingly, they couldn’t afford to offend Curt the slightest bit.
Ritchie could clearly hear the sarcastic undertone in Curt’sment but all he could do was bottle up
his anger. He nodded and bowed reverentially. He looked at the huge pool of red wine before him and
impatiently clicked his tongue at Ethan. “Ethan, do you want me to teach you a lesson before you clean
up this mess?”
Ritchie’s loud tone attracted Curt’s attention.
Ethan?
Curt turned to look at the tall, well-postured man who Ritchie had addressed and was dumbstruck. He
then smiled at Ethan and said, “You brat, what are you doing here?”