Mr. Law's Official Announcement: He is a Wife-Doting Fanatic!

The words caused an uproar all around!

Who exactly was this man? He was utterly lawless!

He actually declared in front of so many people that he wanted to chop off Hansen Fletcher’s arm?!

No matter what, Hansen Fletcher’s father, Gabriel Fletcher, was a real estate tycoon in Stellerton!

A few years ago, Gabriel Fletcher was still the richest man in Stellerton’s real estate industry, and although his performance had recently declined, he was still a prominent figure in Stellerton!

Which man present wasn’t a bit of a schemer?

The girl in white was indeed quite beautiful; it’s understandable they had taken a few extra glances, but none of them acted on it.

...

Some playboys who were on decent terms with Hansen Fletcher couldn’t sit still and pleaded with the host of the celebration, Felix Lockwood.

”Young Master Lockwood, Young Master Fletcher just drank too much; he didn’t actually have bad intentions.”

”Indeed, Young Master Lockwood, though this new gentleman is your friend, Young Master Fletcher often considers himself your brother. Since Young Master Fletcher didn’t actually do anything to that woman, couldn’t he just apologize and be done with it?”

In their eyes, although Hansen Fletcher had such wicked thoughts, he only touched a hand!

No matter how evil his thoughts were, since he hadn’t actually caused much harm to Cecilia Vaughn, surely chopping off an arm for such a minor affair was too much?!

...

Upon hearing the arguments from those fair-weather friends defending Hansen Fletcher, Felix Lockwood’s usually smiling, alluring eyes suddenly turned cold!

”Hansen Fletcher brought this on himself! I warned him once already, yet he insisted on provoking my sister-in-law!”

”Who does he think he is, daring to use such dirty hands to disgust my sister-in-law!”

As Felix spoke, he looked directly at Adrian Law, his eyes filled with guilt. Usually lax, he was rare in showing some seriousness now.

”Brother, today’s affair was my mistake. As the host, I didn’t do a good job, and I let sister-in-law suffer wrongness.”

Before his voice fell, Felix slapped himself hard!

He exerted considerable force, leaving a red palm print on his delicate, handsome face.

Witnessing this scene, everyone present was dumbstruck!

Who didn’t know that Felix, the direct descendent of the Lockwood Family, was a notorious little tyrant in Stellerton? Yet today, seeing him slap himself in apology openly!

Who exactly was this man in a black trench coat!

So domineering!

Now everyone truly suspected that Adrian’s words about not leaving anyone alive were not mere threats; he genuinely dared to do it.

...

While everyone was in shock, Adrian surveyed the crowd coldly and nodded slightly at Felix with detachment.

”It’s fine, just don’t randomly associate with unworthy friends next time.”

”...” Felix obediently nodded, like a student admitting a mistake: ”Mm, I’ll listen to big brother.”

The young men in the suite, derogatorily labeled as ragtag, were very unhappy in their hearts.

Damn it, they were members of Stellerton’s upper-class society; how could they be considered unworthy people?!

For reasons unknown even to themselves, despite the discontent in their hearts, staring at Adrian’s fierce demeanor, none dared to stand up with even half a word of opposition.

...

Adrian’s jawline was tightly clenched; he was usually inscrutable with his emotions, but his eyes at the moment were exceptionally cold.

”Wyatt, did you bring the gun?”

Wyatt nodded respectfully: ”Brought it.”

”Break his hand.”

The scene was beyond anything the playboys present had ever encountered; Adrian Law was evidently preparing to publicly execute Hansen Fletcher right in front of them!

Many pampered young masters closed their eyes unwillingly, with some even trembling and wanting to leave!

”Young Master Lockwood, I recalled I have an urgent matter at home; may I leave now?”

”I also have an urgent matter!”

Seeing such events, it was clear they’d be implicated too; leaving the scene seemed rather lucky.

...

Felix smiled bitterly, looking at Adrian Law’s icy expression, shook his head at those people.

Adrian Law’s thin lips curled into a smile without warmth; everyone on site felt as if their hearts were being gripped by something, almost to suffocation.

”Since you all are here, why be in such a hurry to leave?”

With keen-eyed bodyguards directly blocking the suite door, once The Eldest Young Master Law had spoken, no one inside the suite was allowed to escape!

The young masters inside hadn’t thought Adrian Law dared act like this; it was clear he truly harbored a murderous grudge against Hansen Fletcher!

...

Only then did Hansen Fletcher realize he had kicked a steel plate!

Dragons have reverse scales; touch them, and you die—Adrian Law truly appeared to have regarded his young wife as a dearly loved treasure!

”No! Please spare me! How much money do you want? I’ll have my dad transfer it immediately!”

”I don’t want to be disabled!”

Seeing his hand about to be crippled, Hansen Fletcher glared viciously at Adrian Law, but upon seeing the man’s aggressive and sinister eyes, his hair stood on end, fear emerged from his bones, and his voice began to grow fainter.

”I’m... I’m Gabriel Fletcher’s only son; if you truly cripple my hand... my dad absolutely won’t let you go!”

Adrian Law didn’t even glance at Hansen Fletcher; he was nothing but a cowardly bully, Adrian’s voice cold.

”Shut up!”

Wyatt gestured to the bodyguards with his eyes, and soon a bodyguard took out duct tape to seal Hansen Fletcher’s mouth shut.

With his mouth sealed, he couldn’t speak, and Hansen Fletcher was terrified to the extreme!

He immediately tried to struggle, but his mouth could only emit muffled ”mmph mmph” sounds, and he kicked his feet desperately in despair.

Adrian Law’s expression was one of disgust, his voice icy as frost: ”Deal with it quickly.”

”Yes.”

Wyatt held the gun, and in no time, the bullet silently pierced Hansen Fletcher’s right arm.

Blood instantly sprayed out.

Almost simultaneously, Adrian Law turned, extending his large hand to cover Cecilia Vaughn’s eyes.

”Cecilia, don’t look.”

It wasn’t because he worried she might be scared, but rather he didn’t want to taint her eyes.

Cecilia Vaughn felt a warmth in her heart; she had mixed in the prison before, encountered more terrifying scenes than this, she wasn’t a delicate little girl nor a saint—she believed Hansen Fletcher deserved his fate.

Such a man, unaware of how much harm he’d caused relying on his status, had mistreated many girls, much like that Young Master Trent from Stellerton University back then.

Later she certainly needed to go to the restroom and rinse her hand thoroughly, having been taken advantage of earlier was truly disgusting.

...

Though his mouth was taped shut, Hansen Fletcher still let out pig-like screams.

The rich second generation present watched with hearts pounding; they’d never seen such a scene!

Suddenly silent, they were all on edge, unable to join in teasing the foxy girls nearby that they’d earlier found amusing—now, everyone worried about themselves.

Adrian Law’s eyes were indifferent, surveying the prominent young men circle seated.

”What have you all seen today?”