Samuel Nixon Lodges A Complaint

Amanda never expected that, in her most helpless moment, the very person who made her a laughingstock would step forward to defend her—it was truly ironic.

"Oh my, I'm really moved. How does it feel to be protected by a vagabond? Hahaha."

Samuel Nixon began mocking again.

Amanda gritted her teeth. She knew very well that the one who caused her humiliation was none other than Samuel Nixon and his father, Alfred Nixon.

Both she and Ken were just tools being manipulated.

She didn't hate Ken, but she harbored intense resentment towards Samuel Nixon. For the sake of family fortune, they could be so heartless.

"Wife, from now on, no one can bully you."

Ken's words were decisive, echoing like a devil's proclamation throughout the banquet hall.

"Oh, well, no one can bully her yet? Let me do it. What can you do to me?"

Samuel Nixon taunted arrogantly, his tone mocking, "You, a vagabond, think we chose you and suddenly you're someone important?"

But what happened next left everyone stunned.

"Smack!"

The sound of a resounding slap echoed through the hall.

Samuel Nixon spun in place, unbelievably covering his face, staring wide-eyed, murmuring, "You, you dare to hit me?"

Ken walked forward slowly. "You just hit my wife. I want you to pay back tenfold."

Then, in full view of everyone, Ken's slaps fell like a storm, driving Samuel Nixon to scurry away, covering his head.

Amanda hurriedly wiped away her tears, watching this scene in disbelief.

He did hit Samuel Nixon.

How was this possible?

The entire Nixon family, including Samuel Nixon, was untouchable. He actually dared to hit him, and for her?

At this moment, Amanda's mind went blank again.

"Alright, you two scoundrels dare to hit me. You're both dead. Just wait for it!"

Samuel Nixon rushed to the door, pointing at Ken's nose, cursing loudly, "Useless scum, you two are really made for each other. Daring to hit me, I won't let you die a good death!"

Ken made as if to chase him, and Samuel Nixon, in panic, fled the banquet hall.

Amid the shocked crowd, Ken turned and walked to Amanda.

Ken directly princess-carried Amanda, picking her up without a word, and left the place where everyone was pointing fingers.

Amanda was still dazed. Since her father's death, no one had ever stood up for her. Even her mother hadn't defended her when she was bullied.

For Ken to actually, really hit Samuel Nixon for her?

When Amanda finally reacted, she realized she was being princess-carried by Ken.

"Quick, let go of me. Put me down."

Ken put her down, an embarrassed and silly smile on his face. He scratched his head and said, "Sorry, I didn't want to see you ridiculed. I wanted to take you away quickly."

Amanda blushed involuntarily, lowering her head weakly.

Finally, someone had stood up for her.

The feeling of being protected for the first time was comforting.

Although Amanda felt a sense of relief, her reason told her that hitting Samuel Nixon would have serious consequences.

Ken, escorting Amanda out of the hotel, she finally spoke.

"Why did you hit him?"

"Because he hit you. I'm protecting you. Seeking revenge for you is only right, isn't it?"

"Don't worry. From today on, as long as I'm here, no one can bully you."

Amanda was shaken by Ken, the man who had made her a laughingstock, actually hitting someone to protect her.

Once again, Amanda's heart was moved. The feeling of having someone protect her was truly wonderful.

Ken opened the car door and escorted Amanda inside. It was only at this moment that she realized.

"Where are we going?"

"I'm taking you home. It's not safe here."

Amanda's heart skipped a beat. The slight favor she had just felt towards Ken vanished in this moment.

After all, this was their first meeting. Even though he was the chosen son-in-law of the family, he was taking her home.

This...

The intrigues and manipulations within the Nixon family to humiliate her by choosing Ken as the son-in-law, how could she forget?

...

In the hotel.

Alfred Nixon was discussing business when Samuel Nixon rushed in frantically.

"Dad, this is too much."

Samuel Nixon's sudden arrival disrupted the ongoing negotiations.

"Well, how about you two discuss first, and we'll find another time to talk."

"Sure, I look forward to the collaboration between the two companies."

Alfred Nixon shook hands with the businessmen and saw them off. After everyone left, he impatiently said, "What's going on?"

"Dad, I was beaten by someone. Look at my face!"

Alfred Nixon was taken aback, realizing his son's face was flushed. He nervously asked, "Who did this?"

"Amanda's useless man. He actually dared to hit me."

Alfred Nixon was furious. "I gave him face, and he dares to hit you? He's asking for death."

"Dad, I was beaten at the banquet hall, and many people saw it. You have to help me get justice."

Samuel Nixon began to act pitiful.

"Damn it, just when I didn't have an excuse to kick Amanda out of the company, he actually dares to hit you. Now I have a reason!"

Alfred Nixon, annoyed, took out his phone to make a call. The matter of the son-in-law selection was over, but the consequences were just beginning.