Captivated by the Ruler of the Underworld
Chapter 196 No Need to Worry About Me

With a loud "boom", followed by the sound of shattering plates, bowls, and highball glasses, everything on the Stewart family's dining table was destroyed. Just one plate alone cost tens of thousands dollars, not to mention the highball glasses that cost over a hundred thousand each. There were also precious ingredients and the Cloud Chardonnay and red wine from the F country cellar. With this fall, million dollars of the Stewart family was gone. That's why Lela said, "What a shame."

Such things were not meant for the Stewart family to enjoy.

In no time, the Stewart family's living room was in a mess.

Lela glanced at everyone and walked out holding the urn.

Immediately, the bodyguards left and the rest of the people followed suit.

Their arrogant behavior didn't do the Stewart family's reputation any good.

Mr. Stewart Senior's heart beat rapidly with anger, but Jyri Stewart quickly supported him.

Mr. Stewart Senior took a moment to calm down. He closed his clouded eyes and then opened them, asking, "What exactly happened?"

Someone else replied sarcastically, "Sir, didn't you hear just now? The other party said Victor was playing with women and..." "Shut up."

Jyri Stewart's face turned pale, and he shouted in anger.

Naturally, Mr. Stewart Senior felt very uncomfortable hearing those words.

"Big brother, whether Victor did it or not, shouldn't he admit it? The other party's family has even come to our doorstep."

"If you don't want others to know, just don't do it. What the hell was he doing?"

Jyri Stewart glanced sideways, gritting his teeth as he said, "prosperity is nothing out of the ordinary. Who said Victor was playing with women? Maybe that female celebrity was clinging to my son, but he dumped her, and now she's resorting to this kind of publicity stunt for sympathy. She just publicity no matter it's negative or positive."

What an immoral old man!

Mrs. Stewart Senior approached Jyri Stewart and said, "Jyri, what should we do now? We don't know where did Victor go. What are we going to do?"

Mr. Stewart Senior added, "The man by the girl's side was the Sylvester family's bodyguard, but I remember the Sylvesters didn't have a newborn daughter. What does this all mean?"

The Stewart family was still trying to figure out the situation.

"Mom, don't worry. Victor will be fine."

"Dad, that girl said that the female celebrity is her sister, but the person next to her is from the Sylvesters. Can't you see it? I remember that bodyguard is from the mysterious Master Sylvester's side. Maybe that woman is Master Sylvester's mistress."

After saying that, Jyri Stewart quickly looked at his wife and said, "Honey, you need to go to the Jenkins family now and stabilize them. We can't let go of the Jenkins family."

"As for me? Since it's the Sylvesters family, we have to start with them. I'll call Elvis Gomez."

He had just reached a cooperation agreement with the Sylvesters, and he didn't believe they would destroy the contract between the two companies because of a woman maintained by Master Sylvester. After all, the penalty for breach of contract amounted to billions.

...

Outside the Stewart family,

Sylvester Gomez got out of the car, wearing a black shirt and suit pants. He leaned against the car with his left leg slightly bent, his figure tall and slim. Looking at Mildred Gomez dragging Victor out of the Stewart family, Sylvester Gomez raised an eyebrow and then shifted his gaze to Lela behind them. The little guy pursed his lips, slightly lowering his head, clearly not in the mood.

It seems like he didn't have enough fun.

Before Lela approached, he reached out and scooped her into his arms, resting his head against her chin and said, "Why are you going easy today?"

Lela pressed her forehead against his chest, her voice chilly with a hint of disdain. She said, "Just a piece of trash. I don't want to get involved in any violence. Besides..." Lela looked up at him and said, "I don't want to cause trouble for Master Sylvester."

How could she let Sylvester Gomez get involved with a piece of shit?

Sylvester Gomez leaned down, giving her a gentle kiss on the lips and softly said, "Don't worry about me."