Becoming the Richest Man Alive

Chapter 220

As the tattooed man saw Casper easily beat up the actors be brought along, he began to panic. Nevertheless, he stepped up and demanded, “Hey kid, you’ve got guts. Tell me your name!” Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

Giving him a scornful look, Casper wasn’t even interested to talk to him. Instead, he turned to a shocked Louis and remarked, “Mr. Leuthold, don’t you worry. Go ahead and fight the lawsuit. I will hire a lawyer and pay for your legal fees. If they dare to interfere, I will expose their actions to the public. Your son won’t be in prison for long and will be out in no time on good behavior.”

When the tattooed man saw Casper ignoring him, his expression drastically changed. He scoffed. “Are you trying to stand up for them? Let me give you a piece of advice. I am a member of Firewolf Chamber. Therefore, you’d better be prepared.”

Casper turned his attention to Louis’ son. “What’s your name? It’s really brave of you to take responsibility for your action.”

“Jordan Leuthold!” Louis preempted his son.

With reddened eyes, he choked. “My son is a good man. Thank you, Mr. Simpson. From the bottom of my heart, thank you!”

When the tattooed man heard Louis addressing Casper as Mr. Simpson, he rolled his eyes. “Looks like you’re actually somebody. Soon, the members of Firewolf Chamber will come have a chat with you.”

Just when he wanted to flee, Casper grabbed onto his hair and pulled him back.

The tattooed man swung his fists violently. However, Casper threw a kick into his abdomen and used his heel to stab at him. Suddenly, the gangster’s crooked mouth straightened as he held his stomach while screaming in agony.

“Are you really a member of Firewolf Chamber?”

Casper called Stallion as he watched the man rolled on the ground in pain.

Shortly afterward, Stallion and his men arrived holding batons in their hands. They surrounded the tattooed man. “Are you masquerading as a member of Firewolf Chamber?”

The man paled when he saw the insignia on their arms. “Who are you?”

Squatting down, Casper looked at him. “I’m giving you three days to return the seven hundred thousand you took. No more, no less. Or, you won’t be around to bury your parents.”

Casper tossed the tattooed man’s earlier threat back at him.

After pondering in silence, the latter lifted his gaze with an obsequious expression. “Sir, if I had known that this old man was under your protection, I wouldn’t have harassed him. Alright now, I’ll do what you want.”

Casper slapped his face gently. “Men like you will never turn over a new leaf. If you ever run into me amidst your misdeeds, run away as fast as you can. Do you understand?”

The tattooed man was on the brink of tears. Aren’t I a gangster too? Why am I being threatened?

The moment Casper finished, his men opened a path for the tattooed man, who scrambled away at once.

Jordan was surprised that his father knew someone who was influential in both the legal and illegal circles. More importantly, this man was not just younger than him, but also stronger. It’s really rare to find someone as capable as he is in Horington.

“Thank you for your help, Mr. Simpson!”

All he could do was to express his heartfelt gratitude toward Casper.

“Live a good life and don’t change your values over this matter. Never let your guard down just because I helped you.”

Casper patted Jordan on his shoulder.

“Mr. Leuthold, take today off and come back to work on time tomorrow. Since you did a good job judging the last time, the money you have collected today is your reward.”

Louis was speechless. With a quick shuffle of his feet, he ran into the house and came back out with a porcelain jar.

“Mr. Simpson, please accept this as a token of our gratitude. It’s an antique that has been with my family for generations. When I was being extorted, I wanted to sell it. However, the antique dealer only offered me ten thousand. I couldn’t sell the family heirloom for so little. Hence, I kept it.”

Scrutinizing the porcelain jar, Casper’s eyes widened in surprise. He was astounded that Louis had such a treasure.

“Mr. Leuthold, this porcelain jar is worth way more than ten thousand. The dealer was trying to take advantage of you.”

Louis was stunned. Given his little knowledge about antiques, he was almost cheated. “In that case, how much is it roughly worth? Twenty thousand? Thirty?”

Casper inspected the jar. “Let me be honest with you. This jar alone can pay off whatever the tattooed man was trying to extort from you.”

Everyone was dumbfounded. Stallion’s eyes were bulging. “What gives? This old porcelain jar is worth a few million? What’s the basis for it?”

Casper rolled his eyes at Stallion. “You know nothing at all. Porcelain antiques are the most expensive. This belonged to the imperial family. Do you know how much they are selling for now? They can fetch tens of millions easily.”

Louis felt light-headed. He almost sold something worth millions for ten thousand. “The antique dealer is really devious for trying to cheat me.”

“Don’t take it personal. This is how things work in the antique industry. It’s normal for people in the know to cheat those that aren’t. Even if you spend a few million, you might still end up with a fake. This gift is too expensive for me to accept, you should keep it instead.”

When Casper handed the porcelain jar back, Louis hesitated briefly before he decided not to take it back. “Mr. Simpson, you resolved a crisis for my family and repaid my betrayal with kindness. I am extremely grateful for your help. You have to accept this. I insist.”

Stallion was bewildered. The old man is insisting on giving the jar away after knowing its worth? What is he thinking?

Casper was offended. “Are you looking down on me? Do you think I need the money? Take it back, now!”

“You said one should fight for justice. I’m doing the right thing by rewarding an act of kindness. So please, keep the present!” Jordan chipped in.

The father and son were adamant, but Stallion had an idea and he whispered it into Casper’s ear.