Dauntless God Of War

Chapter 52

Harold hastily gave an explanation. Yet, that only served to deepen the misunderstanding on Brittany's part.

“Shut up! I'm already so sick of your excuses. Don't ever bother me again from now onward!”

Brittany dropped her words and headed into the residential area. This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Feeling helpless, Harold could only turn and leave.

However, Mandy had been watching them from the balcony upstairs.

“How dare this loser still come to bug Brittany! I need to give this brat a warning somehow,” she mumbled to herself, looking furious.

The afternoon soon arrived. Harold had just gotten off work when he suddenly received a surprising message.

The text was from Carolyn. She was asking to meet him at a café, wanting to report to him something important.

It must have been hard for Carolyn to find me all the way here.

Harold kept away his phone and departed from the office.

In the meantime, Mandy was waiting for Harold outside the company. As soon as he set his foot out

there, Mandy called out to him, “Harold Campbell! Stop right there!”

“Oh! Why are you here, Mrs. Xenos?” asked Harold in puzzlement as he wheeled around.

Her sudden appearance astounded Harold to the core.

He even thought that something had happened to Brittany.

“Shouldn't you have a clue what I'm here for? I'm warning you. A loser like you, who couldn't even afford a betrothal gift of three hundred thousand, does not deserve my dear Brittany. Know your place! I'll wreck you if you continue to pester Brittany,” Mandy chided Harold in public right at the company's entrance, which was bustling with people.

The staff getting off work and the passersby all stopped in their tracks and surrounded the duo.

Incessant chatter broke out among the crowd.

No matter how thick-skinned Harold was, even he felt somewhat embarrassed by the situation.

He refuted her claim, “I didn't pester Brittany, Mrs. Xenos. And it's not that I couldn't afford the betrothal gift of three hundred thousand, but I simply despise what you people did. The way you raised the price on the spot was like you were selling off your daughter.”

He paused for a second before adding, “Besides, it's only three hundred thousand. I can even offer you thirty million right now, you know. Your entire family dug your own graves. It's too bad that you missed out on the chance to become members of the upper echelon!”

After finishing his sentence, he hailed a taxi and left.

“Who says I was selling off my daughter? I raised my daughter well, so I don't think it's too much to ask for that little bit of betrothal gift. Hey, you! You better stop right there. Explain yourself!”

Harold's words made Mandy's blood boil to no end. She stomped her feet in frustration, shouting all the while. Even so, Harold gave her the cold shoulder. He hopped into the car and left straight away.

Deep down, he knew the likes of her would only create a bigger scene if he continued to pay her more attention.

Seeing Harold brush her off, Mandy was so pissed that she, too, hailed a taxi. “Taxi! Quick! Follow that car in front.” She planned to stop Harold and carry on with her lecture.

About ten minutes later, Harold arrived at a classy café. He got out of the car and walked in.

Mandy, too, got out of the taxi. The second she caught sight of the lavishly renovated café before her eyes, she froze.

She noticed that the people there were all well-dressed big bosses. On top of that, only luxury cars could be seen in the parking lot near the entrance.

Upon entering the café, Mandy found that not only did the café look exquisite on the outside, but the place spanned a very wide area and even had a few individual mini courtyards.

What irritated Mandy the most was that she had lost track of Harold. She could not seem to find him anywhere.

After searching through two courtyards, she eventually spotted Harold in a cozy room.

She peeped inside from the window, only to find Harold holding a coffeepot and serving coffee to a young couple.