Cherished By Seven Sisters by Melvin Houle

Chapter 180 Threats At Barbeque Stall

Denver’s palm was instantly pinned to the table. He was stunned for a moment, only regaining his

senses when he saw the bright red liquid gushing out. Immediately after, he was hit by an intense,

unbearable pain.

“D*mn it! You f*cker! How dare you stab my hand! Kill him for me! Ah–” Denver’s face was a mix of pain

and anger. With a roar, he instantly jolted the nearby youths out of their dazed states.

Almost simultaneously, they smashed their beer bottles, each holding one, their anger directed at

Emrys.

Just as they were preparing to make their move, they were suddenly interrupted by a commanding

voice. “Let’s see who dares to lay a hand on him!”

Following that, they saw Chandler walking toward them, his face stern and imposing.

Originally, Chandler was quite drunk. However, the commotion startled him, causing him to break out in

a sweat, which in turn, evaporated a significant amount of alcohol from his system.

He was usually easy–going, but when he got angry at that moment, he naturally exuded an aura of

authority, typical of those in power.

Several flashy youths were clearly frightened, clutching broken wine bottles and daring not to move.

Denver angrily said, “What are you cowards standing around for? Get them! My uncle is the district

chief. He’ll cover for us if anything happens. What are you so scared of?”

“Hmph, only a mere district chief. What a grand air you put on! Call your uncle over right now. I’d like to

see how he’s going to clean up your mess!” exclaimed Chandler.

Chandler was seething with anger. A mere district chief had the audacity to act so recklessly, allowing

his arrogant and overbearing nephew to run amok. Is there no law and order anymore?

Upon seeing Chandler being so bold that he didn’t even fear the district chief, the young men became

even more intimidated. They held their beer bottles, hesitating to make a move, which infuriated

Denver, who cursed them for their cowardice.

One couldn’t really blame them. Though they appeared brash and arrogant, in reality, only Denver truly

had the guts.

Back when they used to hang out with Denver, living off his generosity, all it took was a mention of his

uncle being the district chief, and those they bullied would immediately back down. However, not

Chandler. He not only stood his ground but even dared Denver to call the latter’s uncle over.

As such, they were concerned Chandler was a big shot.

Moreover, there was another crucial reason. The young man who had pierced Denver’s palm with a

skewer seemed to have impressive skills. They hadn’t quite seen how he had made his move earlier.

As such, they didn’t dare to make a move recklessly.

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“A bunch of cowards! You’ll all affectionately call me Bows when it comes to freeloading food and

drinks, but now that there’s trouble, you all are good for nothing! F*ck!” Denver was seething with

anger

Immediately, he used his free hand, the one not pinned down, to reach into his pocket, pull out his

phone, and dial a number. “Unde Morgan, come save me quickly! Some jerk has stabbed my hand,

and it’s still bleeding”

“D’mn it! Who’s the b’stard that dared to lay a hand on you? Did you mention my name to him?”

Morgan indeed had the same character as Denver, his speech was filled with nothing but profanities.

Denver said, “I told them who you are, but they didn’t believe me. They even asked me to call you over.

Unde Morgan, please come quickly. I’m at Lowe’s Barbecue, the one in your jurisdiction. If you’re any

later, my hand will be ruined!”

“Wait for me. I’ll bring people over immediately. I want to see who the heck dares to stir up trouble on

my turf!”

Upon connecting that phone call, Denver deliberately turned on the loudspeaker and even cranked up

the volume to its maximum. His intention was to instill fear into the young man who had pinned his

band

However, Emrys appeared indifferent, even casually twirling the stick in his hand, causing Denver to

howl in pain.

The stall owner expressed his concern, saying, “Young man, thank you for stepping in to help…

However, we can’t possibly win against them. Perhaps I should offer some compensation to settle this

matter, alas…”

He let out a heavy sigh.

At first, he had no idea Denver was the nephew of the district chief. It wasn’t until he heard the voice on

the phone that he realized Denver wasn’t bluffing.

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“A bunch of cowards! You’ll all affectionately call me Boss when it comes to freeloading food and

drinks, but now that there’s trouble, you all are good for nothing! F*ck!” Denver was seething with

anger.

Immediately, he used his free hand, the one not pinned down, to reach into his pocket, pull out his

phone, and dial a number. “Uncle Morgan, come save me quickly! Some jerk has stabbed my hand,

and it’s still bleeding!”

“D*mn it! Who’s the b*stard that dared to lay a hand on you? Did you mention my name to him?”

Morgan indeed had the same character as Denver, his speech was filled with nothing but profanities.

Denver said, “I told them who you are, but they didn’t believe me. They even asked me to call you over.

Uncle Morgan, please come quickly. I’m at Lowe’s Barbecue, the one in your jurisdiction. If you’re any

later, my hand will be ruined!”

“Wait for me, I’ll bring people over immediately. I want to see who the heck dares to stir up trouble on

my turf!”

Upon connecting that phone call, Denver deliberately turned on the loudspeaker and even cranked up

the volume to its maximum. His intention was to instill fear into the young man who had pinned his

hand.

However, Emrys appeared indifferent, even casually twirling the stick in his hand, causing Denver to

howl in pain.

The stall owner expressed his concern, saying, “Young man, thank you for stepping in to help…

However, we can’t possibly win against them. Perhaps I should offer some compensation to settle this

matter, alas…”

He let out a heavy sigh.

At first, he had no idea Denver was the nephew of the district chief. It wasn’t until he heard the voice on

the phone that he realized Denver wasn’t bluffing.

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