The Amazing son in law Chapter 230
Claire felt a wave of anxiety wash over her as she listened to the ongoing conversation. She interjected, “Mr. Murray, Charlie contributes significantly at home. And please, refer to me as Miss Wilson; calling me by my first name feels quite unprofessional.”
“What exactly does he do at home? Grocery shopping? Cooking? Laundry?” Peter scoffed sarcastically. “Claire, if your husband is struggling to find employment, my company is currently hiring security staff. You might want to suggest that to him.”
With a mocking smile, he continued, “Honestly, if I were you, I wouldn’t have married a man without a stable job. I would have divorced him ages ago.”
Claire frowned, feeling disheartened by Peter’s words, but before she could respond, an unexpected chill swept through her from beside her.
Turning around, she saw Charlie rising with a smile. “Mr. Murray, your reputation certainly precedes you. Now that I have the pleasure of meeting you, I can confirm that your personality aligns perfectly with what I’ve heard. I have something to say to you, Mr. Murray.”
Peter’s expression soured. “What is it?”
He was certain that Charlie, the so-called loser, wouldn’t dare confront him!
Charlie leaned forward, hands on the table, and with a sly grin, declared, “One can be useless or incompetent, but as a person, you must have moral standards. Without them, you’re not human; you’re just an animal!”
Then, without warning, he lifted the steaming mushroom soup that had just arrived and poured it over Peter’s head, his face remaining eerily blank.
Peter yelped in shock and pain, leaping up as the hot soup scalded his skin.
Claire was taken aback by the chaos. She quickly regained her composure and called for the waiter to bring napkins.
The scalding soup dripped down Peter’s neck and soaked his clothes, leaving him drenched and splattered, with a piece of mushroom stuck to his glasses.
He continued to howl in agony.
The manager rushed over, accompanied by several waiters, all stunned by the spectacle. They hurried to clean up the mess.
Frantically removing his glasses, Peter pointed at Charlie, shouting, “What the hell?!”
In a fit of rage, he pulled out his phone and made a call. “Hey, Willy, gather some guys and get to Little Italy right now! I need to teach this loser a lesson!”
Hearing the phone call, Claire quickly turned to Peter, apologizing, “Mr. Murray, I’m really sorry. My husband was just a bit upset…”
“Cut the nonsense! He threw soup all over me! I’m going to make him kneel before me today!” Peter stormed.
Claire quickly turned to Charlie, urging, “Please step outside for a moment; let me explain this to Mr. Murray.”
“Forget him, let’s leave!” Charlie reached out, trying to take Claire’s hand.
Instead, she frowned and pushed him away, exasperated. “Mr. Murray is the head of Millennium Enterprise! He holds considerable influence in Aurous Hill’s construction industry. He has connections everywhere, including legal and even shady circles! Not only might I lose his investment, but some situations can’t be resolved by sheer strength.”
“It’s just a small company; I don’t care,” Charlie retorted.
“A small company?!” Claire rolled her eyes in disbelief.
In the civil engineering sector of Aurous Hill, Millennium Enterprise ranked among the top five, far surpassing the Wilson Group in size.
Worried that Charlie might provoke Mr. Murray even more, her expression turned icy as she insisted, “Charlie, I’ll handle this. Please wait for me outside!”