Legend of Dragon Son-in-law

When she heard the meal and drinks would cost two hundred thousand, Knox Ridge was frightened to the point of nearly fainting on the spot.

Where could she get two hundred thousand?

A meal costing two hundred thousand—that was the yearly income for her and Burl Radcliffe.

However, fortunately for her, the manager’s act of sending them away charged the expense to Lewis Leocadia.

“They won’t have any trouble, will they?”

Burl Radcliffe paced anxiously in the lobby on the first floor.

“What trouble could they have, Auntie’s family is rich. Look at Lewis Leocadia, he’s a big boss, a mere three hundred thousand is just pocket change to him,”

Julius Reed said with a smile.

“That’s true!”

Knox Ridge nodded her head, considering Bryson Ridge’s financial situation over the past few years, it seemed like they had quite a bit of money.

Lewis Leocadia had an air of extravagance about him, clearly the demeanor of a big boss.

Three hundred thousand was a lot, but for a boss, it shouldn’t be a problem.

Yet, Knox Ridge had a nagging feeling that there was something off about Julius’ remark, but she couldn’t quite put her finger on it.

“You as well! It’s just an old car, why make such a fuss about it! That’s my niece’s son, after all!”

She looked at Julius Reed reproachfully.

After all, he was her nephew, but at the dining table she felt somewhat indignant and didn’t let Julius handle the situation.

But after coming out, she regretted it.

“Mom! What did Julius do wrong? Lewis Leocadia has been mocking him throughout the meal, trying to find a sense of superiority over Julius. After all, Julius is one of us, you can’t always be like this!”

Quella Radcliffe said, clearly upset.

Julius Reed had done so much for them, but why couldn’t these people ever be satisfied?

“Enough, I’m very frustrated!”

Knox Ridge glanced at Julius Reed, then quickly turned her head.

She and Burl Radcliffe had taken several hundred thousand from Bran Cook, promising to convince their daughter.

But it looked like Quella Radcliffe was genuinely fond of Julius Reed, which made things difficult for the old couple.

Yet as difficult as it might be, they still had to deal with it!

Who was Bran Cook?

The best young man in Gonzalez City!

Among the younger generation, nobody could compare to Bran Cook.

If Quella Radcliffe truly married into that family, the old couple could live without worries about food and clothing, and Knox Ridge would have something to brag about.

She wouldn’t have to fear being laughed at whenever she went out with Julius Reed, like she did now.

Before long, Lewis Leocadia and Bryson Ridge came down looking dishevelled.

They took out the only two hundred thousand they had, made out an IOU for the remaining hundred thousand, and asked to borrow the amount within a day; otherwise, they wouldn’t be allowed to leave the restaurant.

“Sis, lend us a hundred thousand!”

Bryson Ridge said, her voice filled with discomfort.

Asking for a loan was the most shameful thing to do.

Yet, they brought just over two hundred thousand for this trip. After deducting the cost of airfare and various other expenses, only two hundred thousand was left.

All taken by the hotel.

Now with a debt of a hundred thousand, they could only turn to Knox Ridge for a loan.

“What? Isn’t Lewis Leocadia the boss? He doesn’t have three hundred thousand?”

Knox Ridge thought she had heard wrong.

How could Bryson Ridge, who was so concerned with appearances, possibly ask for a loan? Once they borrowed money, it would mean they were worse off than Knox Ridge—how could that be?

“Lewis’ company couldn’t transfer the funds conveniently, and it’s somewhat urgent. We’ll repay you in a day or two,”

Bryson Ridge said through gritted teeth.

Where were they to get the money? They made a call to Lewis Leocadia’s wife abroad, but she didn’t pick up at all.

Celeste Leocadia had pulled out all their savings to make this mother and son’s return to the homeland grand, leaving no savings behind.

Now they were in a situation where even heaven couldn’t help them.

“We agreed, you’ll return it to me within two days!”

Knox Ridge felt some reluctance, having been frugal for so long, her heart ached whenever she lent out money.

But Lewis Leocadia was the company boss after all, and only then did she feel assured enough to lend the money to him.

After taking out a card from her pocket, she followed Bryson Ridge to the restaurant’s finance department and transferred one hundred thousand yuan.

“Where do we go now?”

Lewis Leocadia’s mood was exceptionally gloomy.

He had hoped to make a splash, but in the end, he had put in all his savings and still owed debts, leaving his mood at an all-time low.

“Let’s go back to sleep.”

Quella Radcliffe suggested returning to rest, not wanting to spend any more time with her own aunt and Lewis Leocadia.

“It’s still early, why don’t we go to a KTV and sing for a while?”

Knox Ridge’s spirits were still pretty good, not believing that her own Bryson Ridge had actually asked to borrow money.

Once she got back home for the New Year, she would spread the news, and eventually, the entire Ridge Family would know that Bryson Ridge had borrowed money from her.

How prestigious would that be!

“Sure! I don’t feel like going back yet either!”

Lewis Leocadia, feeling terrible, was in desperate need of a way to vent.

Without enough money for rent, they squeezed into a Passat and headed to a decently rated entertainment club in the Five-river Province.

The Bronze Sparrow Terrace!

Arriving there, Knox Ridge felt a bit pained, but if it could give her some prestige, then the money spent was worth it!

The Bronze Sparrow Terrace had long been famous in the Five-river Province, reportedly owned by Aron Jackson.

In all of Gonzalez City, there was no better place for entertainment.

After entering, Julius Reed didn’t reveal his identity and acted just like a regular patron looking to have some fun.

Since it was Knox Ridge paying, he might as well enjoy himself.

However, when they went upstairs, they ran into a group of youths who started pointing and whispering upon seeing Julius Reed.

Julius Reed, always keenly intuitive, said to Quella Radcliffe, “You guys go ahead, I need to use the restroom.”

“Such a buzzkill! Hurry up and go!”

After Lewis Leocadia cursed, he entered the private room and began to sing his heart out.

Meanwhile, Julius Reed followed the group of youths to the restroom.

“That guy looks like Amos Davenport, he has a feud with our Bran Cook, should we beat him up a bit later?”

“Sure! I heard that brat snatched Bran Cook’s girl and even beat Bran Cook up! If we teach him a lesson, Bran Cook is sure to be pleased.”

“We should tell Brother Percival first and let him make the decision.”

After their discussion, they each washed their hands and returned to their private room.

“Brother Percival!”

“Where have you been! You took so long! If you weren’t three men, I’d suspect you guys had something going on!”

A young man lounged with his legs crossed, cursing with a laugh, prompting raucous laughter from everyone in the room.

He was Zane Percival, celebrating his birthday today, having brought his friends to a KTV for some fun.

“Younger Percival, we just saw that Amos Davenport!”

One of them spoke up.

“Amos Davenport? Which Amos Davenport?”

Zane Percival, holding a beer bottle, felt the name was familiar yet couldn’t quite remember who that was.

“It’s the guy from that banquet who humiliated Bran Cook.”

The young man reminded him.

“Oh shoot! It’s him! Damn, talk about enemies meeting on a narrow road!”

Zane Percival slapped his forehead and looked around the room, “Guys, Bran Cook has always been good to us. Now we’ve stumbled upon this kid who did Cook wrong. What do you say we do?”

“Beat him up!”

They all shouted in unison.

“Alright! I’ll go over and suss things out first! You people wait here, and watch for my signal to act!”

Zane Percival picked up a beer bottle and headed towards the private room where Julius Reed was.