God Of War Returns as a Daddy

Chapter 77 Killing People. The bad Taste of the Rich

Tucci Bath Center was one of the most prestigious baths in the south of the city, not only because of its size, decor, and sophistication, but more importantly, it was a joint venture between the Scott Family, the Miller Family, and the Taylor Family!

South of the city, these three families were worthy Kings!

The combination of these three made great sense!

That was why Grayson Miller and Caleb Taylor decided to meet with Sean at the Tucci Bath Center. This was their place, and it was full of their men, which was a way to show their status, and a way to impress Sean.

That killed two birds with one stone!

Rich people from out of town? We had seen a lot of rich people, and when you were on our turf, you had to follow our rules. If you wanted to do business south of town, you needed our permission!

"Do you have an appointment, Sir?"

As soon as Sean entered the lobby on the first floor, a polite young woman in a small business suit walked toward him with a professional smile on her face.

"Yes."

Sean nodded and said, "My name is Mason. I'm here to see Mr. Grayson Miller and Mr. Caleb Taylor.”

"You're Mr. Mason?"

Startled, the young woman looked at Sean a few more times and then held out her hand and said, "Mr. Miller and Master Mr. Taylor are waiting for you on the second floor. Please follow me. I'll show you up.” "Okay!"ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

Sean followed the young woman up to the second floor.

On the second floor was a huge swimming pool, about 50 meters long and 20 meters wide, occupying almost the entire floor. By the pool, every five meters or so, a black-clad bodyguard stood with his back to the pool, hands behind his back. They made a neat circle around the pool.

Roughly, there were 30 bodyguards.

And in the huge pool, there were a lot of people. There were crowds and laughter.

Only two of them were men.

And women...

A bunch!

It was really a bunch, at least a dozen of them. They were like a group of lively goldfish, shuttling in the pool.

The only two men were, of course, Grayson Miller and Caleb Taylor. As for the beautiful women, they could be the workers at the bath center or the company Grayson Miller and Caleb Taylor brought to hang out with.

At that moment, they were playing a game.

The pool version of eagles catching chickens.

Grayson Miller and Caleb Taylor were the eagles who were catching, and the beautiful women were the chickens who were running. They chased each other in the pool, laughing and talking. There was an air of jubilation and water splashing everywhere. How happy they were! Sean had just entered the second floor when he heard a jumble of laughter. His pupils shrank slightly as he looked at them. His face, already cold and stern, became gloomier!

God damn it, they knew how to fucking play!

They were just the rich second generation of a few small families in the south of the city. With a little money at home, their life was so extravagant and decadent. Once upon a time, Sean was the young master and future heir of the Mason family in the Capital City. And he had never been so indulgent as they were!

It didn't matter!

The important thing was that the so-called three families in south of the town were the accomplices of the Mason family of the Capital City! They were the executioner who framed Sean, and the culprit of the death of his mother Nicola Wright and his uncle Jayden Wright!

They teamed up to frame Sean and gain the favor of the Mason family in the Capital City!

They stepped on Sean and his mother to get to where they were today! They split up the Wright family’s property, and for five years, they thrived in the south of town!

The guns in their hands were stained with the blood of Nicola, Jayden, and his family of three!

The seemingly clear water in the pool was actually red to Sean, red like blood!

They deserved to die!

"Who are you?"

Seeing Sean, and especially seeing Sean's cold face, two of the bodyguards immediately leaned over.

The young woman who brought Sean said with a smile, "This is the man Mr. Miller and Mr. Taylor are seeing today, Mr. Mason."

The two bodyguards gave Sean a couple of looks.

"Wait here."

One of the bodyguards turned and walked away to the pool and said to Grayson Miller, who has just grabbed a beautiful woman, "Mr. Miller, Mr. Mason's here."

Grayson Miller paused and gave Sean a casual looks over his shoulder, saying, "Send him here."

"Okay."

The bodyguard turned around and went back to Sean, "Mr. Mason, this way, please."

Grayson Miller came ashore and was immediately handed a robe by a bodyguard. He threw his bathrobe over himself. Instead of greeting Sean in person, he waved to Sean from a distance, "Mr. Mason, come on, this way."

With that, he walked to a lounge chair on the bank and settled himself into it.

Caleb Taylor also noticed Sean. He didn't even get on the beach. He didn't even bother to say hello. He just gave Sean a quick, casual look, and then, he was off chasing a bunch of beautiful women.

Clearly, Caleb Taylor didn't see Sean as a big shot at all.

Out of town, rich guy?

Come on!

Was he any match for the children in front of him?

Sean strode over to Grayson Miller. The coolness on his face was slightly reduced, but he was still not looking good.

Facing his enemies, he didn't want to pretend!

He didn't even bother to pretend!

Sean was followed by four bodyguards to prevent him from doing anything bad to Grayson Miller.

"Mr. Mason, would you be interested in coming down?"

As Sean approached Grayson Miller, he pointed to the beautiful women in the pool and laughed.

"No."

Sean sat down in the recliner next to Grayson Miller.

"Mr. Mason, you seem a little boring."

The smile disappeared from Grayson Miller's face and he turned slightly displeased. "Or is it that you don't want to give me the honor, that you don't want to go along with us?" he asked.

Angry?

Sean didn't care!

He had come today to settle scores with Grayson Miller and Caleb Taylor, not to please them. If they were happy, that was Sean's failure. Sean replied casually, "Take it however you want. I don't care.”

"Oh?"

Grayson Miller's face turned cold and his anger deepened, but he didn't flare up right away. He continued to ask, “I heard from Leo that Mr. Mason is a wealthy young man from out of town who wants to develop your business in Hilshire.”

“I wonder, what kind of business does Mr. Mason's family run?" Grayson Miller was arrogant, but not reckless. He didn't have the impulse to turn on Sean on the spot with just a few words before he knew what was going on with Sean.

After all, you couldn't judge a book by its cover.

It was always wide to play safe!

What if Sean really was somebody? Businessmen were about personal connections. They cared about the pros and cons, and were good at judging people and things. And their greatest fear was the wrong man, the wrong move!

There was no harm in being careful!

"Killing."

Sean knew Grayson Miller was testing him. So, he said casually, "Killing people. Enforce justice on behalf of Heaven."

His voice was not loud, but it was cold.

As Sean said his words, Grayson Miller's pupils darken and he sat up in his recliner. The four bodyguards who were following Sean rushed forward. They surrounded Sean, front and back, right and left.