Saving the Villain

"Mister Quinn, I am truly ashamed that this is happening. However, I just cannot sit still when this young lady is harassing the Young Master Quinn!"

Cosette let out a scoff, shaking her head at the lies Mister Tong cooked up almost instantly. Meanwhile, Asher frowned at all the lies he was hearing. He almost couldn't even fathom how Mister Tong think he could just lie and even dared dragged Asher just to make Cosette the bad person.

Surely, there were people in this world that no matter how you try to understand, you would never. It would just be a waste of time and energy.

Maynard assessed the man before casting Asher a look. "Is that true, son?"

"No." Asher's answer was quick, watching Mister Tong's body freeze. "It was actually the opposite. Mister Tong approached me and without even introducing himself, he rambled on and on about his son before asking me to personally tutor him."

The crowd around the area whose attention was stolen by Mister Tong's loud voice couldn't help but gasp. What did Asher say? Mister Tong asked Asher to tutor his son? Even a first-grader wouldn't ask for such a dumb request. Unbelievable!

Even if Asher agreed, his fee would be insane!

Maynard let out a short chuckle upon hearing his son's explanation. However, even before he could say anything, Mister Tong tried to save himself.

"Young Master Quinn, what are you saying?" Mister Tong asked in disbelief as if he was being wronged. "That's not what happened! You don't need to pity her! She's rude and her parents need to know about it. Let the adults talk, Young Master Quinn. Don't be afraid."

Upon hearing Mister Tong's reply to Asher's statement, the latter scoffed. Now he was making it sound like Asher was lying.

'Oy… isn't this becoming more and more ridiculous?' was what crossed Asher's mind. Just when Asher thought he had met all types of people, this situation proved him wrong. There were still those who were like Mister Tong; the extreme type.

"Are you saying my son is lying?" Maynard slowly looked back at Mister Tong. All the playfulness that was usually seen in his countenance was nowhere in sight. He might not be frowning, but the sneer plastered on his face was dreadful. "And did you just say let the adults talk? You, Mister Tong, I understand that you are proud of your son and want to talk about it. As a father, I can talk about my kids all day and I wouldn't be tired."

"However, you are marking the wrong audience," he added in the same toneless voice. "My son might be young and he still has many things to learn, but he understands the basics. My son isn't a liar."

Maynard shook his head in disbelief but slightly calmed down. If this happened on a different day, he would crush this man for insulting his son. However, Maynard rather felt pity for him. After all, Asher wasn't the only person Mister Tong crossed.

"Do you want to talk to the parent of that young lady?" asked Maynard, almost feeling like laughing as he tipped his head at the man standing beside him. "Then, by all means, he's just right here. Tell him what's wrong with his parenting."

Mister Tong slowly shifted his eyes to Conrad, and his heart instantly sank. Conrad's eyes were sharp and piercingly cold, and they seemed to penetrate his soul.

'This…' Mister Tong opened his mouth, but his words were stuck in his throat. He could only hear his voice in his head, unable to move or speak a word under Conrad's gaze.

Meanwhile, the old man Yang couldn't help but facepalm while shaking his head. 'I shouldn't have taken him here. This is embarrassing.'

"Mister Blac," old man Yang sighed, casting Conrad an apologetic look. "Mister Quinn, I'm sorry for taking him here. It is all my fault and I will take responsibility for it."

"You were asking about our services for security, right?" Conrad inquired without taking his eyes off Mister Tong. "I like you, Mister Yang. However, don't let flattering words blind you. We'll talk about the deal once this person isn't connected to you in any way. Otherwise, forget about it."

Mister Tong's heart sank as his mouth fell open, staring at Conrad blankly. What the latter said just now was not only for the old man Yang to cut ties with Mister Tong, but Conrad was asking old man Yang to choose between him and Mister Tong!

The old man Yang frowned but was not surprised. In this world, getting on someone's good side was akin to going through a needle; losing that favor was as quick as a snap of a finger. This wasn't just between Conrad and Mister Tong, but Conrad and Maynard or Mister Tong.

Any rational businessman already knew the answer to that.

"I was wrong!" Realizing he messed up with the wrong kids, Mister Tong immediately changed his tone. He rushed in front of Conrad and Maynard, going down on his knees without any pride whatsoever while rubbing his hands against each other. "Mister Blac, Mister Quinn, please forgive me. I was wrong! I probably misunderstood something! Please don't do this to me — Boss Yang!"

The old man Yang frowned even more, seeing that Mister Tong didn't even preserve whatever pride was left in him. The more Mister Tong continued, the more the old man realized what sort of person Mister Tong was. He wasn't even taking accountability for what he did and simply blamed it on something else.

Meanwhile, Conrad and Maynard weren't fazed. There was not even the slightest pity in their eyes. If this man insulted them, these two men would still leave room for forgiveness. After all, some people would come in handy — might not be now but in the future. Therefore, they rarely completely cut people out.

However, it was a different case when their children were involved.

"Take this guy away," Maynard ordered quietly as soon as he saw the security approach them from the corner of his eyes. "And ban him from ever stepping foot in my territories. Today is a day to celebrate my son's milestone, but you dared ruin this special day for us."

"We're not done yet," Conrad added, warning Mister Tong sincerely. "I would still want to hear your opinion regarding my parenting."

"Wait — Mister Quinn!" Mister Tong panicked when the security approached him, dragging him by the shoulders. "Mister Blac! This is a misunderstanding! I was wrong! Mister Quinn!"

"My apologies, Mister Blac and Mister Quinn." As the security dragged the hysterical Mister Tong, old man Yang performed a deep bow to express his deep regret and shame. "I am ashamed that I brought someone like him to this event. Please, allow me to teach him a lesson."

Meanwhile, as the old man Yang asked for Conrad and Maynard's apology, Asher maintained a cold countenance. He then glanced at Cosette, only to see no sign of pity for Mister Tong. He expected her to jump in and ask her father to forgive the man, but she didn't. Cosette just watched; it was very unlike her 'nature' of saving everyone or just pitying them.

'She also has this side of her, huh?'