chapter 18 Let me teach you a lesson ===

"Otherwise what? You'll kill my entire family?" Dunstan Flores asked lightly.
That was what he had heard from the gangster Miasma. Who gave him the courage to spout such nonsense?
"If you're still sane, then get out of my sight right now. Perhaps I might even spare your life. There would be nothing left for you if you offended me." Now that the matter had escalated to this stage, Miasma would bring out his father's name to threaten Dunstan.
It didn't occur to Miasma that Dunstan came to provoke him while fully aware that Mr. Lopez was a highly influential person in Chom City. Dunstan couldn't believe Miasma would use his father's name to scare him. It was laughable.
Dunstan didn't wait for Miasma to continue. He had enough of Miasma's nonsense and went up to slap him in the face.
Miasma couldn't react after the slap.
Everyone who witnessed the scene was also dumbfounded.
This...
Those who were vying to watch the dramatic scene now felt a little afraid.
Initially, they all wanted to watch Dunstan fall from grace. However, now the one being defeated was the owner of the Grand Palace.
Before Miasma's arrival, they were all certain that Dunstan would fall. The unexpected development caught everyone off guard.
"Miasma, I don't care how powerful the Lopez family's status is in Chom City. You should never have laid a finger on my family. I'm here today to drive that lesson into your head."
"You can seek me for revenge afterward, and I am more than happy to entertain you."
With that, Dunstan continued slapping Miasma hard on the cheek.
Slap.
Slap.
Slap.
Everyone trembled with fear when they heard the neverending slaps.
Everyone lost count of the times Miasma had been slapped. By the time Dunstan stopped, Miasma's cheeks were red and swollen.
The two blond beauties, whom Miasma held in his arms, were frightened. "Oh my god!" they screamed and ran away when Miasma spurted out a mouthful of blood mixed with his broken teeth.
"Dunstan, ​​how dare you. My father will never let you go."
Anger and fear filled Miasma's heart. He had never suffered such humiliation even as a child.
He scowled as he threatened Dunstan, and his anger had made him lose his mind.
"Oh? How will you make me pay? I'll be looking forward to it," Dunstan said as he wiped his palms repeatedly on Miasma's nightgown.
He had gotten Miasma's blood on his hands after slapping him.
Luckily he didn't stain the clothes his parents bought him.
Just when everyone thought the matter was over, Dunstan put his hands on Miasma's shoulders and drove his knee hard into Miasma's abdomen.
Everyone shuddered at the sight.
Dunstan was a devil!
Most of the crowd had led a pampered life since childhood. They had never suffered such brutality. Not to mention Miasma who was actually beaten up, they could feel the pain just by spectating.
After receiving such a heavy blow, Miasma spurted a mouthful of blood and fainted.
No one could tell if he was dead or alive.
Dunstan smiled brightly as he glanced at Miasma's unconscious body. However, the others felt a chill down their spine.
It was horrifying.
They made a mental note, not to offend someone like Dunstan.
Even someone as strong as Miasma was beaten into a pulp, if they were the ones beaten, who knew what the consequences would be?
Dunstan glanced at the person next to him and said, "When he wakes up, tell him that this is just a short lesson. If there is ever a next time, don't blame me for being cruel."
Everyone was rendered speechless. Wasn't he cruel enough? Miasma's life was hanging by a thread after being beaten, but Dunstan claimed it was just a short lesson. If Dunstan was serious, would Miasma have been beaten to death?
Seeing that no one spoke, Dunstan didn't care whether they would convey his words or not. After speaking, he turned around and left.
None of the security guards dared to stop him as they watched him leave.
After Dunstan was completely out of sight, the security guards inched forward to check if Miasma was still breathing. After they determined he was still alive, they quickly picked him up and took him to the hospital.
Although they failed to prevent the fight, they kept Miasma's life.
The wealthy youngsters and models who had been dancing happily on the dance floor had no mood to continue after seeing such a brutal scene. They hurriedly left the Grand Palace with complicated emotions.
Dunstan had made a huge fuss tonight, causing the Grand Palace to suffer a heavy loss. At best, the estimated loss amounted to over twenty thousand dollars, and this was excluding the broken ornaments.
The biggest loser was Miasma.
As bad news traveled fast. That night, the news of Miasma being beaten into a pulp ​​spread throughout Chom City.
Some were curious about the person who attacked Miasma, while many more just wanted to join the gossip.
Many businessmen who were suppressed by Mr. Lopez applauded behind his back when they heard that his son had been bullied.
After Dunstan left the establishment, he took a taxi and went home.
As for the price he had to pay, Dunstan wasn't concerned about it at all. In fact, the Lopez family should be the one afraid. After all, Dunstan wouldn't mind uprooting the Lopez family if they offended him.
Besides, his purpose for today's visit was simply to teach Miasma a lesson on how to behave.
After returning home, Rick had already closed the stall and went back. Fiona had also cooked many dishes for dinner. When she saw Dunstan returning, she asked, "Dunstan, I heard from your dad that you sent Bianca home. Why did it take so long?"
"Did the two of you..."
Dunstan held his forehead. He had only returned home a little later, and his mother thought that something had happened between him and Bianca.
He quickly explained, "No, Mom, what are you thinking? Bianca said that I hadn't been back for a long time and Chom City had undergone significant changes. She said she would be my guide and we lost track of time while exploring.”
"Haha." The couple couldn't help but find Dunstan's panicked expression funny.
Dunstan quickly changed the subject and said, "Mom, what did you cook today? It smells so good. I could smell it on my way back."
"These were your favorite dishes when you were a child. Your dad's business was good today. He sold a lot of fruits and went to the market to buy a lot of vegetables."
"You must have suffered a lot in the past few years, and never had much meals. So I made the dishes that you like to eat."
As soon as Dunstan sat down, Fiona scooped many dishes onto his plate. The food on his plate soon piled up into a hill.
"Mom, that's enough. I haven't scooped any rice yet. I can't eat only vegetables, right?" Dunstan said, not knowing whether to laugh or to cry.