Chapter 415 - Trouble-making Clown
"Dad, help me! I-I don't want to have my limbs broken! Mr. Tyron, I know I was wrong. I really do. Please let me off!"
"Dad, please help me plead with Tyron! I really know my mistake and won't do it again!"
"Mr. Tyron, please spare my life!"
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Wealthy scions and playboys like Kenneth and his friends were usually the ones who beat others up, and they had never personally experienced the horror of being on the verge of having their limbs broken. They were all deathly pale and scared out of their wits as they stared at Tyron and begged him for mercy while also pleading for their fathers to put in a word for them.
They didn't want to have their limbs broken like Wayne had!
But to their great disappointment, their fathers avoided eye contact with them because they didn't dare to speak up and persuade Matthew and Tyron, especially since the latter was obviously boiling with fury!
At this point, all they could do was hope for their sons to be lucky enough to be spared from sustaining overly severe injuries. Hopefully, they could still go to the hospital to have their broken bones fixed and restored.
Seeing that they couldn't depend on their fathers, the scions had disappointment and fear written all over their faces.
At this moment, one of them suddenly recalled something that Kenneth had said earlier and hurriedly turned to look at him. He beseeched, "Kenneth, you have to save us! You're the future successor of the Parkers. Didn't you tell us that Mr. Matthew Benson had personally given you a platinum membership card for the Lion Restaurant? Since you know Mr. Matthew Benson, the owner of this restaurant, can you please plead for mercy on our behalf and ask Tyron to spare us?! We really know our mistakes!"
As soon as the others heard this, they also immediately started begging Kenneth, "Kenneth, you're the reason we came here tonight. On account of our friendship, you must plead for mercy for us!"
"Yeah, Kenneth. Since you have some connections with Mr. Benson, Tyron will definitely spare us on your account!"
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They kept pleading for Kenneth to help them because he was the only straw they could clutch at. They believed he would be able to convince Matthew and Tyron to let them off the hook as long as he asked them to!
But Kenneth looked incredibly gloomy now.
Tyron was obviously far more arrogant than them. And based on the fact that he had broken Wayne's limbs right after he said he would, Kenneth knew that Tyron was definitely a ruthless person. Kenneth couldn't help feeling some inevitable fear toward him.
But these people kneeling on the ground in front of him were his friends. If he really left them in the lurch, he wouldn't only let them down, but their families would probably steer clear of the Parkers in the future.
In helplessness, Kenneth could only bite the bullet and walk forward to say to Tyron, "Mr. Tyron, it was indeed a misunderstanding just now. They weren't aware of your identity, so they accidentally offended you, but please be magnanimous and forgive them this time! Besides, you've already broken a man's limbs, so you should have already vented your anger. Now that we all know each other's identity, please bury the hatchet with them on my account, will you?"
Tyron lifted the crowbar in his hand and turned his head to look at Kenneth. He asked with great interest, "I heard them say that you have a platinum membership card for the Lion Restaurant. Was it personally given to you by Matthew Benson, the head of the Benson family?"
The expression on Kenneth's face stiffened, and he blinked while saying unashamedly, "Yes, I'm very grateful to Mr. Benson for thinking I'm worthy enough and giving me a platinum membership card. However, that happened more than a year ago, so it's not surprising that you don't know about it, Tyron."
He thought that Matthew wasn't here, so since he had already said it, no one else could say anything.
But as soon as he said this, the helmsmen of the various top LA families all seemed rather bewildered as they sneaked a glance at Matthew, who was standing right in the middle of a crowd with a smile on his face. They soon looked away.
Tyron stared at Kenneth and asked once more with contempt, "Are you sure that the person who gave you the platinum membership card is Matthew Benson from San Francisco? Seems like you have very good connections. How do I address you?"
Thinking that Tyron believed him, Kenneth hurriedly announced his name proudly, "I'm Kenneth Parker, the direct descendant of the Parker family of LA!"
"Oh!" Tyron answered ambiguously with a look of derision in his eyes, seemingly anticipating hearing a joke. He suddenly pointed at Matthew.
"Do you know who this person is then?" Tyron had a rather peculiar expression on his face at the moment.
Kenneth carefully sized up the middle-aged man Tyron was pointing at. In fact, Kenneth had noticed him as soon as he came in, mainly because he was standing in the middle of the group and vaguely seemed to be the leader. He exuded a domineering aura that made it difficult to ignore his presence.
But Kenneth only knew that this had to be a person of very distinguished status and wasn't aware of his true identity.
"Please pardon me for my poor judgment, Tyron. Please introduce him to me," Kenneth said, testing the waters.
"Hahahahah!" Tyron burst into laughter while clutching his stomach.
Seeing this, Kenneth immediately realized that he said something wrong. At the same time, he also noticed that the helmsmen standing across from him in the room seemed to be staring at him with mocking gazes.
Kenneth frowned, not figuring out where he went wrong.
"Haha, what a dimwit! Didn't you just say that the membership card in your hand was personally given to you by Matthew Benson from San Francisco? What? Can't you recognize my father, Matthew Benson, now that he's standing right in front of you?" Tyron stared at Kenneth maliciously and was guffawing like a devil.
"What?!" Kenneth exclaimed in shock and took a step back. Only then did he realize what a foolish thing he had done!
It turned out that the person Tyron was pointing at was his father, Matthew Benson!
Kenneth could never have imagined that he would end up making a fool of himself when he tried to use Matthew Benson's prestige to get some clout and deceive Tyron that he shared some friendly ties with his father. In the end, it turned out that Matthew had been standing here all along and watching everything unfold with a smile while staring at him like he was a trouble-making clown!
The thought of how he had bragged about his friendship with Matthew right in front of Matthew himself made Kenneth's face turn pale!
At the same time, countless gazes of apprehension, mockery, and disbelief were cast on him, making him break out in cold sweat and sending chills down his spine!
Bang. Bang.
Tyron pounded the crowbar in his hand against the ground a few times and deliberately looked at Kenneth while asking with a chuckle, "Now, tell me again. Who exactly was the one who gave you a platinum membership card of the Lion Restaurant?"