Chapter 2 Humiliation

Randolph shook his head disdainfully. "I'm merely here as an invited guest. It has nothing to do with your family," he retorted coldly.

Despite the passage of numerous years, the Trumans remained consumed by resentment and animosity. Not a single one of them displayed any trace of remorse whatsoever!

Nolan burst into laughter, oblivious to Austin's expression of embarrassment.

"You claim to be invited? Don't act so high and mighty. Open your eyes wide and look around. This is the Truman family's banquet today, and you, a despicable rapist, have no place here. Leave here immediately and do not tarnish this place any further."

In that moment, he was on the verge of instructing someone to escort Randolph out forcefully.

Randolph, on the other hand, gazed at Nolan with an air of indifference.

His gaze towards Nolan resembled that of someone observing a rabid dog, mindlessly attacking anyone in its path.

Nolan's presence was almost laughable to him.

As Nolan observed Randolph's immovable stance, a mischievous smile played on his lips.

"I see. You've noticed our family's ascent and now you're after our wealth, is that it?" Nolan said with a hint of sarcasm.

As he spoke, he pulled out a crisp hundred-dollar bill from his pocket and gazed at Randolph with an air of smug satisfaction.

"I suppose money is what you desire. Well, if you're willing to crawl between my legs, I'll gladly hand over this hundred-dollar bill to you."

In a gesture of disdain, Nolan tossed the money towards Randolph, as if casting aside something insignificant.

The crisp hundred-dollar bill floated downward gracefully, landing on the floor with a subtle flutter.

Laughter erupted from the crowd, filling the air with a lively atmosphere. Anticipation hung in the air as everyone eagerly awaited Randolph's next move.

The memory of Randolph being ostracized like a stray dog by the people of Crystalville remained fresh in everyone's minds.

He had been reduced to scavenging his meals from the trash cans, a stark reminder of his dire circumstances. One hundred dollars would be sufficient for him to enjoy a decent meal.

With a cold demeanor, Randolph cast an indifferent glance at the crowd and declared, "I returned for one sole purpose!"

The Trumans stood there in a state of shock, utterly astonished by Randolph's statement.

"Twenty days from now marks the anniversary of my parents' death. On that day, you will reveal to me the truth behind their deaths. You will disclose the real reason my parents perished and return Worldtures Biotech to me. Failure to comply will result in the complete annihilation of the Truman family! Remember, you have a mere twenty days."

Randolph spoke neither swiftly nor slowly, devoid of any overt sense of murderous intent in his words.

Despite the lack of overt aggression in his tone, a palpable chill ran down the spines of everyone present, sending shivers through their bodies.

Every word he uttered carried a seething fury.

Having made his statement, Randolph turned on his heel and departed without paying any heed to the Truman family's reaction.

After a few moments, Nolan snapped out of his stupor, his expression transforming into one of ferocity and determination.

"You despicable bastard! How dare you threaten to destroy our family? You insolent fool! Take him away and break his legs, then, toss him into the river!"

"Stop!" In a low, commanding voice, Cordell interjected. "Do not forget the primary purpose of today's gathering!"

"You're right, father." Nolan nodded fiercely, his teeth clenched tightly together in anger.

However, at that very moment, Austin rose abruptly from his seat and swiftly made his way towards the exit.

In his heart, Austin cursed the shortsightedness of the Trumans, lamenting how they had driven away the prominent figure he had painstakingly managed to invite.

If it weren't for the unfortunate timing, he felt an overwhelming urge to slap both Cordell and Nolan for their impulsive actions.

Just as Austin took a few steps, Cordell intercepted him, a concerned expression on his face, and inquired, "Mr. Hewitt, what's the matter?"

Consumed by anxiety, Austin forcefully pushed Cordell aside, his frustration evident as he snapped, "Move out of my way, you imbecile!"

The memory of Nolan's humiliation of Randolph moments ago flooded Austin's mind.

In that moment, Austin realized that he wanted nothing to do with the Truman family.

Cordell grew increasingly anxious as he observed Austin's behavior.

"Mr. Hewitt, there seems to be a misunderstanding here. Please, don't listen to what that man says. He's just a pathetic loser."

Anger ignited within Austin, causing his eyes to widen with a fiery intensity. He yearned for nothing more than to slice the foolish Cordell into countless pieces.

How dare he utter such disrespectful words about the noble master! If there were any individuals who deserved the title of "pathetic losers", it would be the Trumans.

However, the present moment was not suitable for such an elaborate discussion.

Upon realizing that Randolph hadn't gone too far, Austin promptly exclaimed, "With immediate effect, I sever all ties with the Truman family. Should you dare utter my name again, I will annihilate your entire wretched lineage!"

Austin's eyes bore a chilling and menacing gaze, leaving Cordell gripped with fear.

Austin had no time or concern for the matter at hand and swiftly pursued Randolph.

In fact, he felt an even deeper sense of regret.

Had he known earlier, he would have avoided attending this cursed banquet altogether. Wouldn't it have been better to receive that big shot himself?

The Truman family was utterly insignificant in the presence of that person who could effortlessly exterminate them.

In his heart, he fervently prayed that the influential person hadn't distanced himself too much and would grant him an opportunity to apologize.

The Trumans were left dumbfounded, frozen in place.

They couldn't comprehend why Austin, who had just engaged in a pleasant conversation with them, had suddenly undergone a complete change in attitude.

Cordell snapped back to reality and appeared visibly desperate.

"Oh, damn! The influential figure Mr. Hewitt mentioned could be right outside the door. That individual might have felt disrespected due to Randolph's actions and left in anger. Mr. Hewitt likely received the news and chased after them. To avoid any blame from that influential person, he has to distance himself from us completely."

Everyone else also regained their composure or snapped back to reality.

Several younger individuals were consumed by anger to the point where they clenched their teeth and cursed Randolph vehemently.

"Why couldn't that damn loser have died?"

"Sir, we cannot allow that individual to escape so easily."

"He is jeopardizing our path to success."

"Our family must not let him go so easily."

Cordell's expression turned exceedingly grim. "Damn son of a bitch! You got away last time, but this time I won't give you a chance!"