Seeing Justin's determination to leave, Robert could only reluctantly send him off, escorting him all the way to the hospital entrance. He even opened the car door himself, instructing his driver to safely deliver Justin back to the food street.Watching the casual, amiable exchange, the onlookers' worldviews were overturned once more. What made this young man so special that even Robert Burns opened car doors for him? They gazed enviously, oblivious that such treatment was perfectly normal for Justin.Under the driver's escort, Justin finally returned to the food street, only to find chaos erupting outside the skewer shop. A gang of petty thugs surrounded the entrance, led by a fat, vulgar woman shouting loudly.Sensing trouble, Justin immediately approached. Pushing through the crowd, the scene he found ignited fury - the shop's three workers had been knocked down, bearing no wounds but splattered with filthy slop. The ingredients he'd brought from the supermarket were also strewn a

Robert's offer was crafty but well-meaning. He saw a juicy opportunity and wanted part of the action. Fine by Justin - they were businessmen after all. Getting rich together was the way.After some discussion, the old lady soon fried up a batch of kebabs with the newly delivered ingredients and brought them over to the two. She also prepared a few bottles of beer for each of them - the best she could offer her guests in this place.Justin dug in voraciously, uncaring of manners. He was starving. The combination of beer and piping hot kebabs was sheer bliss.To his surprise, he noticed a hand reaching for the kebabs beside him. It was none other than Robert Burns, who was eating and drinking with total abandon, no trace of his usual boss persona.Perhaps noticing Justin's puzzled yet curious glance, Robert spoke up, "What? Why are you looking at me like that? Is it weird for me to eat like this? Oh I see, you probably think that as a big boss, I would never deign to eat such simple foo

Just then, a large group of people suddenly emerged from the airport exit, flanked front and back by thirty something bodyguards aggressively shoving people aside while shouting loudly."Move aside! Out of the way! Don't block our path, you fans! Even if you sell everything you own, you still can't afford compensation."Despite the bodyguards' harsh admonishments, the crazy fans' enthusiasm could not be dampened. Even as they were shoved aside, the fans continued screaming with faces pressed close, some females were even knocked down yet crawled right back up without anger, shrieking loudly as before.Seeing this scene, Kyle frowned and asked: "Mr. Wilson, this can't be Miss Rice right? I've never seen her make such a scene, let alone act so arrogantly."Justin had guessed long ago this was not Sydney Rice's entourage, because no matter where she went, Sydney was always polite to others, never uttering a foul word, let alone acting tyrannically like this.The truth soon revealed itsel

Sydney shut her eyes, assuming the cries were from Justin. When she opened them again, the swaggering thugs all lay crippled and writhing on the ground.In contrast, Justin was untouched without a hair amiss, still smiling at the moaning men.The elder had witnessed it all clearly, and exchanged knowing looks with his attendant, who simply nodded in response.Seeing his hired thugs trounced, the young master panicked. This guy was like a grim reaper! Wasn't he a pushover earlier? How did he suddenly become so formidable?Facing Justin now inspired more fear than facing his own father."You, listen up. I'm the second young master of the Hawkins Family. If you dare touch one hair on me, my family will make you pay."Still acting tough when cornered, but his trembling gave away his fear. The more scared he was, the more impotent he felt, the more he blustered.Justin delighted in making these arrogant fools grovel."Fine, I won't touch a hair on you. I'll just break your limbs instead."

Justin smiled and went to the kitchen to find several delicate dishes laid out, including his favorites, all steaming hot. But one look and you could tell they had been waiting a while, clearly reheated several times.Next to the exquisite fare were three place settings, with utensils fully arranged. It seemed Mia had been waiting for him all this time. Sigh, a beauty's favor was hard to bear. He really should rein himself in.Instead of eating right away, Justin put the dishes back in the microwave to reheat as he waited. He even took the chance to grab some wine and candles from the cellar, planning a candlelit dinner. Though oddly enough, most candlelit dinners were for two, while his would be for three. Don't ask why, just take it that I have multiple lady friends, got a problem with that?Just then, his phone suddenly rang. Seeing it was his old man, he picked up."Yo dad, still up so late? What's up with the call? Miss your son? If you miss me, I'll come back in a couple days. B