King's Awakening

A VIP wedding?

White Mitchell was taken aback. Could they be referring to the wedding he had asked David Herb to prepare?

With that thought, a hint of amusement crossed White Mitchell’s face, and he asked curiously, “Who is this VIP you’re talking about?”

Snowden Jones, noticing his reaction, grew even prouder and sneered contemptuously, “Frogs in a well will always be just that. I suppose with your status, you two could never reach that level.

Well, today, out of compassion, I shall tell you so that you’ll at least die enlightened!

Do you know why the Imperial Group, despite claiming to deal with you, hasn’t made any move yet?”

“Oh? Why is that?” White Mitchell pretended to be curious.

Snowden Jones smirked coldly and continued arrogantly, “Because there’s a big shot from the Nezzi headquarters who’s organizing a high-profile wedding in our Sayon. This powerful person controls the whole eastern Dragon Realm!

That’s why the Imperial Group doesn’t dare stir up trouble. But once the wedding is over, they’ll come after you two. By then, you won’t be able to run!

All those people you’ve antagonized will make your life hell, leaving you with nowhere to hide!

Fortunately, our brother Jacob has wide connections. He might be able to get an invitation to the wedding. As long as the Jones family attends, the Imperial Group has to be alert before dealing with you.

But if you want our brother Jacob’s help, Sherry Jones must hand over all her shares!”

Although Snowden Jones said this, it was evident that he just wanted to deceive Sherry into giving up her shares. Once Sherry handed over her shares, Snowden would probably turn on her.

White Mitchell, however, wasn’t moved by his words, instead, he was somewhat amused.

Who needs others to get an invitation to his own wedding?

What a joke?

On the other hand, after hearing what Snowden Jones had said, Sherry Jones was left dumbfounded, unable to calm her feelings.

To be honest, she was indeed moved.

If attending that VIP’s wedding could help White Mitchell deal with the situation with the Imperial Group, Sherry was more than willing to do it.

Isn’t everything she is doing to help White Mitchell?

The opportunity is right in front of her, as long as she seizes it, she could help White Mitchell.

For a moment, Sherry was indeed tempted.

Just then, White Mitchell’s voice sounded from behind Sherry.

White Mitchell’s lips curved into a playful smile, and he teased, “If Sherry wants an invitation, why does she need your help?”

As the words fell, Jacob Bright, who had been sitting quietly at the side, couldn’t help but snicker.

“Hahaha… White Mitchell, you can brag about other things, do you want to get involved with the VIP’s wedding too?

Are you going to say next: you can have as many invitations as you want? Hahaha…” Jacob laughed heartily, looking at White Mitchell as if he was looking at a clown.

Unfazed by Jacob’s mockery, White Mitchell smiled and casually said, “Actually, you’re right. I can have as many invitations as I want.”

As for his own wedding invitations, wouldn’t he have as many as he wanted?

On the other side, the Jones family looked at White Mitchell with an annoyed look after hearing his words.

Old Madam Jones lashed out angrily, “Not everything can be bragged about, White Mitchell. When will you learn to control your tongue?

If your words reach outsiders, do you think they’ll let you off? Not to mention anything else, David Herb, if he heard what you said, would be the first to come after you.

When that happens, you’ll be the one in trouble, but if it involves the Jones family, can you bear the responsibility?!”

Even Amanda couldn’t help but mock him, “White Mitchell, do you really think the VIP’s wedding invitations are like cabbages in a vegetable market? You can have as many as you want?

Stop joking around. Have you looked at yourself? Do you think you can do it?

Before blowing your own trumpet, please put some thought into it. Do you know how much one of these invitations is worth? Even if we sold you, we would not be able to afford a corner of one of the invitations!”

Jacob Bright listened to this, laughed, and his face was full of mockery: “White Mitchell, do you know who that big shot is? He’s a top official from Nezzi command headquarters!

He controls the lifeline of the entire eastern Dragon Realm, an absolute and overwhelming authority.

Those who attend his wedding are all big names in Sayon, as potent as Sayon’s wealthiest man David Herb, who organizes the wedding for him personally. And you, a greenhorn just out of prison, who do you think you are?

Claiming that you can have as much as you want? Ha… Even David Herb wouldn’t dare to say that, and here you are, shamelessly bragging?”

Snowden Jones, seeing this, boasted: “Now, in the entire Jones Family, our Jacob is the only one who can get this done, who can acquire the invitation for us.

Unlike some people who only blow their own trumpet all day. Do you really think you deserve all the credit for what happened before? You merely hitched a ride on the coattails of that big shot.

Otherwise, do you really think you could be standing here spouting off? You would have been chopped up and thrown into the River Arch to feed the fishes!”

White Mitchell heard this and casually shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently: “I’ve said it before, you have no idea of my power. What you perceive as overwhelming authority is nothing more than a trifle in my eyes.”

Nothing more than a trifle?

The moment White Mitchell finished speaking, everyone in the Jones family looked at him as if he were an idiot.

“You’re at death’s door, and you still have the nerve to play cool? After the big man’s wedding, do you think you will still be standing here talking to us?

Nothing more than a trifle? Your tall tales sound better than your singing. Do you think you are David Herb? If you’re so capable, get an invitation now and let me see!” Snowden Jones scorned contemptuously.

White Mitchell sneered: “What does it matter to you if I can get an invitation? Why should I show it to you? Who do you think you are?”

“You!”

Snowden Jones was left speechless and glared at White Mitchell resentfully. Then she turned her eyes to Old Madam Jones: “Grandma, look at his attitude, he’s hopeless.

Jacob kindly wanted to give him a way out, but he chose to be unappreciative and still continues to bluster. He’s clearly biting the hand that feeds him. He doesn’t know when he’s well off!

Such a person should be left to his own devices!”

Despite Snowden Jones saying this, her real motive is nothing more than the shareholding in Sherry’s hands. Helping White Mitchell is just a ruse to deceive Sherry.

Old Madam Jones nodded her head solemnly upon hearing this. She then gave White Mitchell a fierce glare, looking as if she wished she could tear him apart.

At this point, Sherry, who was standing behind White Mitchell, couldn’t help but secretly tugged at him, signaling him to stop talking.

She was somewhat worried that White Mitchell, in defending her, would provoke someone he shouldn’t provoke.

Seeing this, White Mitchell didn’t argue anymore and just put on a faint smile.

At that moment, Old Madam Jones turned to Sherry and said in a heavy voice: “Sherry, weigh this matter carefully. I’m giving you two days to think over.

But I warn you, don’t be unappreciative. This was a hard-won opportunity Jacob managed to secure for our Jones Family. If we do get the invitation, it’s not only an opportunity for our Jones family, but it’s also a chance for White Mitchell!

Without Jacob, you wouldn’t even have this chance. You need to decide whether you want the shares or to protect White Mitchell. Consider carefully.”

I…

Sherry paused, not knowing what to say. If White Mitchell weren’t there, she probably wouldn’t have to think much.

Compared to White Mitchell’s safety, the shares are not worth mentioning. For her, there’s no need for any consideration.

But since White Mitchell was there, he definitely wouldn’t agree with her exchanging his safety for shares. So, for a moment, Sherry was a little hesitant.

Seeing this, Snowden Jones, assuming that Sherry was reluctant to give up the shares, began to mock her again: “Sherry, the shares were never meant to be yours in the first place. What’s there to hesitate about?

In terms of contribution to the company, you can’t even compete with me, not to mention my father. What makes you think you deserve the shares?

You are being asked now to give them up while we help solve the trouble White Mitchell has caused, and you still have the nerve to hesitate? Stop dragging your feet and give us a straight answer!”

Apparently, Snowden Jones didn’t want to give Sherry any time. In her eyes, two days would be too long. Most importantly, she hoped that Sherry would give up the shares today.

At the moment Sherry was undecided, White Mitchell’s voice rang out again, scoffing: “My safety was never your concern.

However, if any of you were thinking about touching Sherry’s shares, I can tell you clearly, my blade is always ready for whoever harbors such intentions! Consider it as a piece of advice for the Jones Family!

If you don’t believe me, feel free to try!”