Guardian-In-Law

Chapter 1247 To Your Heart's

Darcy nestled in Kaze's embrace with a sweet smile.

Kaze did not care who he faced off with.

He would stand in front of Darcy in protection against anybody who picked on her. Kaze did not hesitate to attack even the heir of the Butterworth Queens.

In contrast, Greg, who acted high and mighty before, became a coward.

Conan's face hung back from the impact. It took a while before he got a grip on himself.

"Did you just hit me?"

He remained in a daze as if the blow to his mind was far greater than the burning pain on his cheek.

Kaze glanced at him callously. "What? Do you find it refreshing to get slapped for once?

"I can hit you to your heart's content if it suits you.

"I don't mind if you try your luck with other women.

"But you're playing with fire for hitting on my wife.

"You have your family to thank for because you get to keep your arm."

His offhanded tone bore a hint of aggression.

Greg, Lilian, and the others were shocked.

They assumed the earlier assault happened in the heat of the moment because Conan was getting handsy with his woman.

However, Kaze was now openly defying Conan,

The moocher had the nerve.

The crowd believed Kaze was not himself.

Conan was speechless.

He hit Greg and his party for flirting with his company.

Yet now, he suffered the same fate as Greg.

Conan reached to feel his burning cheek without breaking eye contact with Kaze. He said solemnly, "You're cocky. Who are you?"

"You can ask your dad or brother," Kaze replied indifferently.

Conan frowned.

It was clear Kaze had no respect for him.

While Conan racked his brain about who Kaze was, Greg drew close. "Mr. Queen, he is Kaze Lee, the moocher who married into the upper middle class.

"The woman next to him is Darcy, the president of Lilyrose Commerce Guild.

"Lee is leeching off his wife."

After the embarrassment he faced in the presence of Kaze and Darcy, Greg wanted them to feel his shame too.This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

Even better if Kaze was greatly insulted.

At least, Greg would not feel so bad about himself.

"A moocher who married into the upper middle class?"

Since Conan assumed Kaze came from wealth and power, he was upset to learn the truth.

"Haha. I can't believe my trip to a small city would get me a slap from a moocher.

"I nearly fell for your bluff.

"You are something else, Kaze.

"You're brave."

Conan smirked in rage and stared at Kaze with bloodthirst in his eyes.

Like Kaze said, Conan was bom with a silver spoon. No one had ever laid a hand on him.

Conan hung out with the street gang lately because of the novelty of it. Fights were a daily occurrence.

However, his family bodyguards protected him from ever getting hit.

Conan was caught off guard by Kaze's slap in the face.

"Did you hear Mr. Queen, Kaze?"

Greg was overjoyed to see Conan outraged.

He cocked his head back in delight and bossed Kaze around, "I am just the executive of Red Foundation, and yet I can crush you like a bug.

"Don't you know who the Butterworth Queens are? They are old money, wielding far more influence than the Sunrise Lees."