The Formidable Son-In-Law: The Charismatic Lucas Gray

Lucas’s contemptuous attitude not only made the surrounding employees gape their mouths in shock, but it also made Preston even more exasperated!

The Taylors were one of the four top families in Orange County. They had massive wealth and great power that spread to all industries and businesses of the county. They were formidable existences at the pinnacle, and many tried to get acquainted with them. There was barely anyone who dared to say that the Taylors were not a big deal right in front of a Taylor!

Preston had always been proud of his identity as the next helmsman of the Taylors, yet he was being undermined by the young man in front of him. How could he not be furious?

“You…” With a grim expression, Preston was about to curse out loud, but he suddenly thought of another possibility.

The young man in front of me might really have a powerful background!

But he’s very likely not from Orange County but a major family elsewhere!

It all makes sense now. This is the very reason this young man looks really domineering and could even help Joe gain control of Little Atlantis City. He even managed to buy the Ocean Bathhouse from us!

Preston’s face was gloomy and sullen as he tried his best to suppress his fury. “Seems like you’re not from Orange County. In that case, where are you from? May I ask which family you belong to? Your family might have cooperated with the Taylors before.”

Since he was called the most accomplished descendant of the Taylors, Preston was undeniably not an arrogant fool who only knew to throw his weight around tyrannically. Not only could he suppress his emotions, but he even tried to pull some connections with Lucas.

Unfortunately, he had made a wrong guess about Lucas’s origin. Besides, everything that the Taylors had done predetermined that Lucas would never bury the hatchet between them.

Lucas answered nonchalantly, “You don’t need to ask about my origin. It has nothing to do with the Taylors anyway.”

He then pointed at Zane, who was still kneeling on the ground with his arms pressed down, and said coldly, “I’d like to ask you actually. What explanation are you going to give me for barging onto my turf and harming my subordinate?!”

Lucas was being absolutely domineering.

Preston frowned in displeasure because there were very few people who dared to speak to him in such a manner.

Yet the young man in front of him seemed enigmatic, and Preston couldn’t confirm the reason for his dominance and boldness. Besides, the fact that Lucas refused to reveal his family background made Preston even more sure that Lucas was the scion of a certain top family.

Before he could thoroughly find out the details of Lucas’s identity, Preston decided to be cautious and not get into too severe of a conflict with him.

Thus, Preston raised his arm high, and his bodyguards immediately let go of Zane’s arms and stepped backward.

Afterward, Preston turned around to face Lucas with his arms spread open to show that he had already expressed his sincerity.

Lucas raised his eyebrows and snorted coldly. “Is this the explanation you’re giving me? It’s too casual, isn’t it?! If I had come two seconds later just now, my employee’s wrists would have been broken by you.”

“What else do you want then?” Preston asked, gritting his teeth and curbing his anger.

Lucas suddenly looked at Zane and said, “How did his men hit you just now?”

Zane rubbed his arms, which had been squeezed so hard that they had turned red. He then propped himself up against the ground before getting up with great difficulty. When he was standing, his left knee was still trembling due to one of the bodyguards kicking that spot just now.

Although Zane was also a little afraid of the Taylors, he was naturally more biased toward Lucas since Lucas was the owner who had not only saved him but was now standing up for him as well.

“Boss, they just kicked my leg,” Zane answered with his head hanging low.

“Go and hit them too. Since your leg is injured and you can’t kick, hit them with a rod,” Lucas instructed. A quick-witted security guard next to him immediately walked forward to hand his baton over to Zane.

As soon as Lucas said this, Zane began to seem hesitant, while Preston’s expression became incredibly sullen.

Previously, he wasn’t aware of Preston’s identity, so he had the guts to twist his hand and push him away. But now that he knew that Preston was a Taylor, he obviously didn’t dare to hit them with the baton.

Seeing this, Preston suddenly guffawed arrogantly, “Hmph, I’m a Taylor, and my bodyguards are not ordinary people either. I don’t believe that a lowly employee like you would really dare to attack my subordinates!”

Zane’s expression kept changing while he was feeling hesitant and conflicted.

But Lucas merely remained standing indifferently with a straight face while Joe, who was standing near him, watched Zane closely.

Zane had started working here under Joe’s recommendation, and if he didn’t dare to obey Lucas’s orders out of fear for the Taylors, Zane naturally wouldn’t be able to continue working at the Ocean Bathhouse anymore. That would also be negligence in proper recruitment on Joe’s part.

At this moment, Zane was stuck in a huge dilemma.

He feared the power of the Taylors, but Lucas was clearly bent on going against the Taylors. In that case, he only had two options!

If he chickened out due to the fear of the Taylors, he would definitely end up losing his position as the manager of the Ocean Bathhouse while also losing Joe’s trust forever.

If he complied and adhered to Lucas’s orders to take revenge on the Taylors’ bodyguards, he might risk offending the Taylors, but he would also gain Lucas’s trust. As long as Lucas was strong enough, the Taylors wouldn’t be able to do anything to him!

His current choice concerned the fate of the rest of his life! His eyes were full of various fleeting emotions.

It seemed like a long time had passed, but he had only contemplated for a few seconds.

A few seconds later, Zane raised his head with a look of determination in his eyes. He gripped the electric baton tightly in his hand and then walked straight to Preston’s bodyguards in front of him.

Preston was initially still guffawing arrogantly, as he was certain that Zane wouldn’t dare to offend him. But he was soon proven wrong. He looked incredibly furious while glaring at Zane gloomily, wishing he could get someone to kill him immediately.

When one of the bodyguards saw Zane approaching with the electric baton, he threatened with a look of menace, “Try touching me if you dare. I’ll break your legs!”

Zane paused for a while.

Preston smirked a little. Seems like this nobody is still afraid of death after all. He doesn’t have the guts to hit my subordinate.

But in the very next instant, Preston’s eyes suddenly widened in shock.

The reason being Zane actually raised the electric baton and swung it hard and mercilessly onto the bend of the bodyguard’s leg!

Bang!

The bodyguard also didn’t expect Zane to dare to attack him. Caught off guard, his knee went weak, and he almost fell onto his knees.

“Bastard, seems like you really have a death wish!” The bodyguard flew into a rage. He raised his fist and punched Zane’s head!