"And what if I happen to be above the law? What about it?" The man said, a nasty smile on his face. Wilbur was immediately annoyed by his response. He was about to have a little "chat" with the man when the owner of the cafe rushed over. "Don't get angry, everyone! Please, let's all calm down a little." "He hasn't paid," Wilbur reminded the owner. The owner looked meaningfully at Wilbur, turning to smile at the trio. "Have a nice day, and please come again." Wilbur raised his eyebrows. The trio, however, were fired up and said to Wilbur, "See, I just didn't pay and got away with it. Got a problem with that?" Wilbur frowned, looking at the cafe owner. The cafe owner sighed softly, whispering to Wilbur, "That guy's from the food safety department. He's in charge of this side of town. He's not to be messed with." So that was the case. Yet Wilbur was still indignant. The authorities these days were considerably well-behaved. How did people like this still exist? Wilbur
Wilbur chuckled. "I'll be waiting, then. Come at me." Bernie was going to explode with rage. He could not bear to lose his pride just like that, but Wilbur's strength was something he was wary of. Yet he did not believe that Wilbur was all that powerful at all. Bernie took out his phone and made a few calls. He then sat down with his friend at another table and waited. The cafe owner was beside himself in panic at the sight, but there was nothing he could do. A little over ten minutes later, an SUV pulled up in front of the cafe. Five big guys got out of the car. The leader of the group hurried up to Bernie. "What's the matter, Boss?" The sight of those men gave Bernie an immediate surge of confidence. He was actually just a thug before his uncle got him the job and had made lots of friends with dubious backgrounds. After becoming a hygiene inspector, he would use his authority to threaten and bully weaker forces. Everyone was not only afraid of his status but also th
The owner came up to Wilbur and whispered to him, "Dude, don't do this to yourself. He's got some big connections. You won't be able to trump him." "Oh, I'm not worried about that. I'll take care of all of them today and make sure no one gives you trouble in the future," Wilbur said calmly. The owner knew that he would not be able to talk Wilbur out of this, thus he retreated to the side silently. He could also tell by now that Wilbur was not just any random person. Despite the fact that this altercation had happened in his cafe, there was nothing he could do about it anymore. Just then, Wilbur had heard everything Bernie had said on the phone clearly with his heightened senses. It hardly fazed him, and he was looking forward to teaching both Bernie and that uncle of his a lesson that day. At that thought, Wilbur was about to make a call to Faye and have her get the most important person in the food safety department to come over and have a look at the kind of people work
Bernie hurried up to the man at once. "Uncle… I mean, Mister Coop! This cafe failed their hygiene inspection, so I came to tell them to cease operations. However, the cafe owner didn't listen to me and got his friends to beat us all up! Look! My teeth are all crooked now." Harrod Coop rolled his eyes, glaring at his nephew. He knew just what kind of person his nephew was, and that he was twisting the truth for sure. However, he could not just let his nephew get beaten up without doing anything, or his nephew's ferocious mother would give him a hard time. So, he raised his voice authoritatively. "Who was it who hit you?" Bernie pointed at Wilbur at once. "It was him!" Harrod strode up to Wilbur. "Did you beat these people up?" "That's what I did," Wilbur said calmly. Harrod looked at the indifferent expression on his face and felt irritated right away. "Young man, do you know it's illegal to assault others? I could have you arrested," Harrod said, his tone threatening.
Aside from that, if Mister Brigado were to run an inspection on Harrod himself… all the stunts he had pulled over the years would be exposed. Harrod's legs began to wobble at that thought. His subordinates did not know what to do seeing him like this. Bernie, however, was still oblivious. "Mister Coop, come on! Get rid of him!" Harrod wanted nothing more than to slap this idiot of a nephew of his in the face. Yet what mattered most right then was saving himself. A brief pause later, he got an idea and shouted, "Bernie Doebrook, what happened here/" Bernie was caught off guard. He looked at Harrod and said, "Uncle Harrod, I've told you everything on the phone." "You didn't tell me sh*t! Sir, if you could please come over here for a moment," Harrod called out to the cafe owner. The cafe owner was confused himself, shaking as he walked up to Harrod. Harrod said in a friendly tone, "Sir, tell me the truth here. Did he refuse to pay for his meal?" The cafe owner nodded
That was who this man was! Gordon Grayson, son of one of the nation's heroes Benjamin Grayson! Everyone was certain that Gordon would become one of the most important people in the country in the future. Just then, Harrod was ready to die. His legs wobbled and he fell to the ground. Bernie did not know what was happening at all and hurried to help his uncle up. "Uncle Harrod! What's the matter with you?" Gordon smiled and shook Chase's hand. "I had some free time today and happened to run into one of your men bullying a small cafe owner. I couldn't stand it, so I gave you a call. Chase's expression shifted at once. People like Gordon had very specific ways of talking about things. Even if something big had happened, it would usually be described as vaguely as possible and then handled behind doors so everyone would be able to maintain their pride. Gordon saying something like that pretty much meant that this was a serious matter, and that Chase would be on his bad si
"Yes…" There was no way Harrod was going to deny this and could only accept his fate. Chase's expression darkened. "You're suspended from your position starting this very second. You and your nephew will undergo investigation in the meantime, which I will see to personally and no mercy will be shown." Harrod nearly fainted at the words. The thought of Chase finding out about his little schemes in the past and the consequences that were to come was too much for Harrod. With that, he keeled over and fell unconscious. Bernie finally realized that he had messed up big time, and his legs began to wobble. Chase had only brought one other person with him, but the power that radiated off him was undeniable. With the way Harrod was looking, Bernie knew that the arrival of this guy implied that he was done for. Just then, the secretary behind Chase looked at the officers Harrod had come with. "What are you waiting for? Take these two where they need to be. You lot are going to unde
"What gift?" Faye walked up to Wilbur. She saw that he had used up quite a few sheets of paper but could not for the life of her figure out what he was writing or drawing. Wilbur said, "Stop looking, you won't understand it anyways. I won't be having dinner at home. You'll have to settle dinner on your own. I'm going to the Graysons'." "Home." The words made Faye smile, her chest thumping with warmth. Yet Wilbur did not understand the consequences of what he had just said to Faye and hurried out of the door with the pieces of paper. At the same time. Over at the Grayson household, the chef had prepared a table full of dishes, and Benjamin had also taken out his finest wine. Benjamin, Gordon, and Susie sat on the sofa, waiting quietly for their guest. Just then, the doorbell rang. Susie hurried to open the door. "You're here, Sir! Please, come in." Susie's treatment of Wilbur seemed to have changed overnight. It could be said that she practically saw him as a god now. Af