Chapter 632 My Son Was Out of Line

• Once Godfrey Slater got the full story straight, and learned his own son had been beaten up, he didn’t flare up at all. He stayed quiet, just shot Truman Lange a look, signaling him to handle everything from here.
• Seeing that, both Gerald and Philip weren’t as clueless as Don Kelley. If Don was the classic spoiled rich kid coddled by his elders, these two at least had a brain in their heads. Things had blown up this far, and after clocking the reactions of Truman, Godfrey, and Donald Robinett, they finally realized what they were dealing with—especially now. How could they not see they’d provoked a man so big you simply didn’t cross him?
• Thinking that, Philip and Truman stopped wasting words. One on each side, they grabbed Don Kelley by the shoulders and practically dragged him out of the banquet hall, stumbling and scrambling. As they left, both men threw a long, wary look over their shoulders at Eric Goodwell.