Invincible Heir

Chapter 28 Just desserts

Meanwhile, Yuri arrived in front of the office at the exact same time Bonnie did.

“Yuri, why are your eyes so swollen? Did someone give you trouble?” Bonnie asked, worried.

Yuri shook her head slightly. “I’m fine.”

With that, she went into her own office.

Doubt filling her, Bonnie muttered to herself, “Looking at the way her eyes are swollen, she’s obviously

been crying. It’s so early in the morning; who would bully her like this?”

Suddenly, she recalled the Baron that Tracy had mentioned a few days ago, and it all clicked. “It must

be that garbage. Who else would provoke Yuri so early in the day?”

The two of them had been best friends since high school, and they’d even gone to the same city for

university. They were practically sisters, and seeing Yuri like this brought Bonnie’s blood to a boil.

“Baron!” Right then, she noticed a familiar figure stepping out of the elevator.

She rushed in and got in his face, blocking his way. “Baron, what kind of man are you? You could have

just quietly freeloaded away as a Perry son-in-law, but you’ve got some nerve pushing Yuri around!”

Looking at the self-righteous Bonnie, Baron was equal parts annoyed and amused. The woman’s

mannerisms were repulsive, but he had to admit that Yuri had found a great friend.

It was just the hour when people were coming in to work, and the lobby was full up. A spectating crowd novelbin

formed around the scene as Bonnie continued her tongue-lashing.

Baron’s lips curved upwards into a teasing smirk. “You’re not falling for me, are you? Actively starting a

conversation with me every time we meet?”

“What?” Bonnie glared. She didn’t anticipate Baron saying that of all things – and he’d deliberately said

it loud enough for all her colleagues across the offices to hear.

“I know you have a crush on me, but there’s a time and place for things. This is the workplace, so do

your job properly, and you can chase after me after hours.” With that, Baron brushed past her.

It took Baron stepping all the way out the building for Bonnie to come to her senses. She shrieked,

flushed with embarrassment, and yelled at the spectators, “What are you gawping at? Don’t you have

work to do?”

Baron’s smirk grew disdainful. “You’re still far too green to be picking fights with me, little girl.”

Walking out of the building, he came across a familiar figure.

“My sister is an employee at your company. I’m just going in to have a few words with her, and then I’m

leaving.”

Phillip was being held up by several security guards, who were refusing his entry.

The head of the guards wore an uncaring expression. “If your sister is an employee, then give her a call

so she can come out to meet you.”

“If I could have called her, do you think I’d need to explain anything to the likes of you?” Phillip was the

favored son of the Perry Clan, and this sort of treatment was rankling him.

He’d already called Yuri several times, but she didn’t even pick up, and had actually blacklisted him.

Now that all business partnerships with the Perry Clan were dissolved, a single day’s delay could be

fatal. He was in quite the predicament.

“You’d better gather your wits and understand exactly what kind of place this is. Even a first-class

family man wouldn’t dare start trouble here, much less an insignificant little house like the Perry Clan!”

the guard chuckled coldly.

Phillip actually did gather his wits after hearing that, reaching out to grasp the guard by the arm. “I’m

begging you, so just let me in, okay? I have urgent business with my sister. I’ll get out the moment I see

her.”

“Get off me!” The guard shoved him away.

Phillip tripped and almost fell.

At that moment, he saw a familiar figure, and his face grew ugly beyond compare. “Why is it you again,

trash?”

In his eyes, Baron was simply trash. It was ridiculous that he was turned away at the door, and Baron

could come and go as he pleased.

‘Mr. Owen, sir!” The security guards took one look at Baron, stood to attention and chanted out a

greeting.

The head of the security guards were under Camel directly. Although the details of Baron’s identity

hadn’t been exposed, the guards still knew just how important a figure he was.

The scene stunned Phillip even more, and he rubbed his eyes hard, wondering if he’d mistaken the

person in front of him for someone else. But even as his vision blurred from excessive rubbing, the

figure before him remained the same.

Baron released a cold chuckle. “A piece of trash like me could come and go from the Brone Group as I

pleased, while you, the favored son of the Perry Clan, couldn’t even set foot through the main doors.

Don’t you think it’s about time you stopped being so cocky?”

That enraged Phillip so much he nearly fainted. Instead, he grew even more animated and raged at the

head guard, “He’s just some garbage son-in-law we expelled from the Perry Clan! By what right are

you letting him in? Are you lot blind?”

“Shut your mouth!”

The head guard snarled, “Another careless insult, and we’ll have to get a bit rough.”

“You wouldn’t dare!”

Phillip said fervently, “I’m going to file a complaint. You must have taken bribes or favors from this brat

to let him in and out like this. I’d like to see how your boss would deal with you if he heard about this.”

At that, the head guard merely scoffed, “Sure you can file a complaint. If you can come in, that is.”

Camel had personally instructed them to be respectful to Baron, and now this idiot was here trying to

make threats. The head guard nearly laughed out loud.

“Stand right there, Baron!” Seeing that he was about to leave, Phillip rushed forward.

The head guard reacted quickly enough, blocking Phillip’s path and saying to Baron, “Mr. Owen, sir, go

right ahead. I’ll deal with this trash.”

Baron graced the head guard with a satisfied glance, then turned to leave.

“Let go of me!” came Phillip’s furious roars from behind.

“Ah shit, he’s attacking us - give him a good tanning, boys!” With a sudden command, half a dozen

guards surrounded Phillip and began beating him up.

Phillip hadn’t actually done anything. The guards had simply decided to slap a false charge on him as

an excuse.

The head guard sneered, “Ignorant fool, making enemies of Mr. Owen.”

Phillip never set one foot inside the Brone Group. Beaten black and blue, he stood a good distance

away from the office building.

“I’ll see you dead for this, Baron!” he hollered, face twisting.

For a whole day, Phillip lingered outside the Brone Group, with security keeping a close eye on him.

His wait dragged on until the end of office hours before he managed to catch a glimpse of Yuri.

“Yuri!”

Phillip called from a distance, running over excitedly.

Seeing him, Yuri said coldly, “What are you doing here?”

“Come now, Yuri, no matter what happens, I’m still your cousin. Even if you’ve made it big now, you’re

not going to just cut me off like this?” Phillip said, brow furrowing.

He’d been treated like some burglar, with security watching him all day long as he waited for a full day

to see her. Now that he finally could speak with her, she was giving him this attitude right off the bat. He

was irritated, yes, but he’d come to convince her to help out the clan. He’d have to grin and bear it for

now.

“I don’t have anything to say to you. Even an extra sentence is wasted breath,’ Yuri said mercilessly.

Compared to Tracy, she’d given up on the clan far earlier.

Stamping down his anger, Phillip said with a smile, “I was in the wrong for what happened this morning,

but don’t worry. I’ve returned everything exactly as it was. I’m here to sincerely apologize – I’m sorry!”

With that, he bowed straight down at ninety degrees.

Yuri was slightly shocked. Phillip was actually apologizing.

Of course, that wasn’t going to do anything to change her mind.

“Yuri, I’m just asking one thing of you. Because of what happened this morning, the Lewis Clan has

come down hard on the family. Every partnership with the Perry Clan has been dissolved. Our factories

are being shut down. The banks are screaming for their loans back.”

All teary-eyed and sniffling, Phillip said, “As of now, the Perry Clan is about to be destroyed! Could you

please find it in your heart to contact the Lewis Clan? Tell them to give us a chance?”

Tracy gave a start. She didn’t realize things had gotten this bad for the Perry family.

But rather than feeling any pity, the only thing she felt was glee. She let out an icy laugh. “Phillip, I

already told you in the morning – those weren’t betrothal gifts in the first place. The Lewis Clan gave

them to Baron as THANKS. Even if you’re looking to beg someone for pity, it shouldn’t be me.”