Chapter 5
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Jack's powerful voice interrupted George's proposal.
The applause stopped, and all the guests turned to look at the entrance. A few young women gasped in admiration.
"Wow, he's so handsome! Who is he?"
"I don't know, but he's so manly! I can't control myself!"
Nancy saw Jack storm in and nearly exploded with rage. She pointed at him and shouted, "You jinx! What are you doing here? Get out now!"
George quickly reassured her, "Mrs. Foster, don't worry. I can handle this minor problem. For safety, why don't you and Emily go and rest for a while?" He signaled a servant to escort Emily and her parents to a private room.
"No, I want to stay with Jack! Let me go!" Emily struggled free from the Yates' bodyguards and ran to Jack's side.
Nancy fumed, "Are you trying to embarrass us? Come with me now!"
Emily shook her head firmly, "I only have one man, and that's Jack Steele. I won't marry anyone else."
Jack was touched by Emily's steadfastness and held her in his arms. He knew she hadn't waited for the wrong person, and he hadn't misjudged her. However, considering the retribution he might unleash on the Yates family, he decided it was best for Emily to leave first.
Jack gently stroked Emily's hair and said, "I know you and you're worried about me. But trust me, I'll handle everything. Go back and wait for me."
With tears in her eyes, Emily looked at Jack. "Promise me you won't get hurt!"
Jack kissed her forehead. "Of course, I promise."
After Nancy and the reluctant Emily left, George and Sam prepared to deal with Jack.
Furious at the interruption, Sam signaled the butler to drive Jack out immediately.
"Sir, you must understand, you're not welcome here," the butler said, reaching to push Jack.
Bang!
A shadow flashed, and the butler was kicked in the chest, flying back into a table. Drake, standing behind Jack, had made his move.
George was enraged. He hadn't expected Jack to actually cause trouble. He marched up to Jack and demanded, "What do you want?"
"I told you, if you covet my woman, I'll kill you," Jack said calmly as if discussing something trivial.
The guests began whispering, eyes filled with anticipation for the drama.
The women who had admired Jack's looks now frowned. 'This man was too reckless. This was Sam's birthday banquet, and he was threatening to kill George. Wasn't he afraid of the Yates' retaliation?'
From the back of the hall, Tom Steele, Jack's cousin, watched with interest. As the Steele family representative, he had found the event dull—until now.
"Ha, Jack, with so many distinguished guests here, I don't believe you'd really kill people!" George sneered.
George leaned close to Jack's ear and whispered, "I will marry Emily. Tonight, her parents will force her to sleep with me! I know she's your leftover, so I won't treasure her. Maybe I'll invite a few friends to join. How exciting would that be?"
"And of course, I'll record the whole thing, put it online, and send it to the newspapers. Maybe I'll get a film company to make her a porn star. What do you think? Hahaha..." George said with a sick smile.
Jack's eyes turned icy as he stared at George like a dead man.
"What? Are you angry?" George taunted. "Come on, kill me if you dare..."
Smack!
Before George could finish, Jack's fist had already punched him in the head.
Crack! George's head exploded, brain matter and blood splattering everywhere, drenching nearby guests.
The room fell silent. Everyone was stunned, their faces a mix of disbelief and shock. Did Jack really just kill George in front of everyone?
"My son!" Sam tumbled off the stage, cradling his son's body, crying in despair.
The guests panicked, rushing to flee. The scene descended into chaos. Jack watched impassively.
"You murderer! You will die here!" Sam roared. A horde of Yates' bodyguards stormed in, surrounding Jack and Drake.
"Seize them! Keep them alive, I'll skin them myself!" Sam screamed, his eyes bloodshot.
The bodyguards did not dare to hesitate and charged at Jack.
Bang, bang, bang!
Before they could reach him, Drake flashed forward, knocking them all to the ground, bleeding. "Pathetic worms," he sneered, standing guard beside Jack.
Sam froze, realizing that Jack and Drake were not ordinary men. Desperately, he shouted, "Captain Rowe, are you just going to stand by and watch?"
"Who said I would just stand by?" A stern voice came from behind.
A serious-looking middle-aged man, Captain Rowe of the Wyndcrest Police Department, walked up to Jack, hand on his gun. "I'm Captain Rowe. You're under arrest for murder. Put your hands on your head and kneel on the ground!" He stare at Jack, on full alert.
Jack glanced at him but said nothing. Drake pulled out a document and tossed it to Rowe. "Read this before you speak, or you'll lose your job when you find out who my boss is."
Rowe warily glanced at Drake before examining the document. Seeing the five golden stars, his forehead broke into a sweat.
Before he could open it, Drake snatched it back. "You're not high enough rank to see the contents. If you want to know who he is, get the governor here."
Rowe's heart pounded. 'Someone who could speak like this must be of extremely high status. The Yates family was in deep trouble!'
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