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ed. I looked like the rumors that the men of the Ford family were ad with were true. “Are you mistaken, Mr. Ford? I haven’t seen your

Carlos’s icy gaze swept over the shattered antiques on the ground. He instructed Dayton, “Mr. Ford is a guest. Even if he doesn’t understand the etiquette, we should be gracious hosts. Let him smash away. Those antiques should have been replaced long ago. Remember to let him compensate at market value!” A few antiques were nothing compared to Neil’s health. But since James dared to cause trouble, Carlos had to teach James a lesson.

“Still pretending?” Carlos angrily retorted, “You kidnapped my nephew to save your b*d. D*o you think no one would know about it? Don’t forget that my family built the airport.”

Carlos’s eyes narrowed dangerously. “Who are you calling a ba***d?”

James sneered. “What? Am I wrong? Isn’t Neil your b***d? Or is he your child with Miss Powell?”

Carlos rushed forward, grabbing James’s collar with both hands. He warned fiercely, “Neil is my wife’s son. He is most precious to me. If you dare to slander him in any way, I’ll disregard your family and hurt you.”

James pushed Carlos, but Carlos did not move. James mocked coldly, “When did you marry, Mr. Monroe? Nobody has heard. Are you that ashamed of your wife?”

There was a loud sound. Carlos had punched James. “Don’t you dare talk s**t about my wife. She’s the best.”

James wiped the blood from his split lip with his thumb and licked it. How laughable was Carlos? Carlos was the one who had murdered his wife and child back then, and now he was acting like a good husband and father.

“Then, where is she?” James asked while throwing a fist.

Carlos sidestepped and found James’s second punch waiting for him. This time, he couldn’t dodge it and ended up stumbling back. His bodyguards immediately rushed in, surrounding James.

James’s bodyguards were not to be outdone. They broke in and rushed into the

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room. Tension rose. A fight was about to break out.

Ramon suddenly appeared, yawning loudly. He strolled over in slippers, looking like he had just woken up. “What’s this? A fight? Great! I haven’t seen one in a long time. Go on. You guys can start.

Ramon peeled a banana, looking very relaxed. He looked as though he would love some popcorn now. Don’t just stand and look at each other. Get going.”

“Ramon!” James ba

en his tone softened, “Are you okay?”

I’m fine. Uncle James. Look.” Ramon turned around in place.

“Looks like I am right. Mr. Monroe.” James pushed aside Carlos’s bodyguards and walked toward Ramon. “He’s coming with me.”

Before Carlos could speak, his bodyguards stood in James and Ramon’s path, not allowing them to leave.

James turned around, his gaze cold as ice. “Are you making enemies of us. Mr. Monroe?”

Carlos said. “You misunderstood, Mr. James. Mr. Ford is my guest and will be staying here temporarily.”

Ramon immediately responded, “Yup. I promised to stay and cure his child. It’s been years since I’ve had such an interesting patient.”

James glared at Ramon. “You don’t have to stay here. Don’t you think I have a place for you?”

Ramon shook his head. “Is there anywhere more comfortable in Hiyon than here?” He then looked at Carlos. “I promised to stay until Neil is cured, but you must release my Sweetheart immediately!”