NovelBookChapter 373
Neville looked down at Marvin.
"Marvin, do you need Dad to stand up for you this time?"
Marvin shook his head. "Honestly, Dad, this all started because Stella was deliberately tripped at Keen's birthday
party. If you really want to help, then punish the ones who embarrassed Stella."
Neville's voice was calm. "If that's what you want, then let's call in everyone responsible for tripping Stella that
day. They can apologize to her first. As for punishment... I'll leave that in your hands."
A flicker of surprise crossed Haynes' eyes. "So, are you seeking justice for Marvin, or for Stella?"
Neville's lips curled into a faint smile. "Marvin doesn't needto fight his battles. He can handle himself. After
all, it's just a bit of social exclusion..."
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt
His gaze lingered meaningfully on Jasper.
"If Marvin ever finds it too much, he'll tell me. The fact that he hasn't means it's really not a big deal to him. But
honestly, picking on a five-year-old is just pathetic."
He turned to Haynes. "Mr. O'Brien, if | may—"
Haynes met his eyes. "Go ahead."
Neville said evenly, "A man as accomplished as you, Mr. O'Brien, yet you surround yourself with friends who do
nothing but stir up trouble. Haven't you heard? The company you keep says a lot about your character... Maybe
it's tto reconsider your taste in friends."
Jasper could hardly miss the sarcasm. His face darkened and he was about to retort, but Rachel caught his arm
and shook her head.
Frustration simmered in Jasper's chest, but he forced himself to stay quiet.
Neville noticed the exchange, one eyebrow raised in amusement.
"What's the matter, Mr. Wilkinson? Feeling guilty? Want to take responsibility for this yourself?"
Jasper's expression froze. He swallowed the words he wanted to say. If Neville really wanted to pin this on him,
he'd be in for a world of trouble. Let Neville go after that group of so-called 'friends'—as long as he was left out of
it, that was fine by him. After all, what were friends for if not to take the fall? Neville made a few quick phone
calls, giving quiet instructions. Suddenly, a commotion at the door caught everyone's attention.
A heavyset, sweating middle-aged man rushed in, nearly breathless.
"Mr. Connolly, there you are! I've been looking all over for you."
He spotted Neville right away, forcing a sycophantic smile. "Mr. Connolly, if there's something wrong, you can
just tellwhy the sudden withdrawal of your investment?"
He hadn't finished before a surprised voice cut through the air.
"Honey, what are you doing here?"
He turned to see his wife, momentarily stunned. It was only then that he realized the atmosphere was more
complicated than he'd thought. He also saw Haynes and Jasper in the room-along with his own wife and son.
Now Mr. Ayers was truly confused. "Mr. O'Brien, Mr. Wilkinson, what are you two doing here?"
Haynes' eyes flashed with disdain. He hadn't forgotten that this family had led the charge in ostracizing and
bullying his son.
Noticing the expression on Haynes' face, Mr. Ayers felt a chill run down his spine.
The Ayers Group had somehow offended Neville, and now the Connolly Group was pulling out its investment-and
making it clear that anyone who continued to do business with the Ayers Group would be considered an enemy.
If they managed to anger the O'Brien Group on top of that, the Ayers Group was finished.
Taking in the scene before him, Mr. Ayers felt his heart sink.
Visit our social media platform to read fascinating stories every day and connect with the community!
