Lust System: Harem Of Beautiful Women

Chapter 677  You’re Divorced… Why Meddle In Other People’s Business?

At that moment, Arthur abruptly flung the door open, which caught Old Peter completely off guard.

In his mind, this household consisted entirely of women, so suddenly seeing a group of men appear left him momentarily unable to process what was happening.

Arthur stared at the kitchen knife in Old Peterʼs hand and said with a cold sneer, ”Whatʼs this about? Who the hell are you trying to scare with that kitchen knife?”

The item Arthur held in his own hand was a golf club, reportedly acquired as debt repayment as well. It was the kind of tool that could legally be kept inside a vehicle, ready to be used whenever a confrontation broke out.

Anyone with experience knew that chopping knives were basically just for intimidation, because if an ordinary person hadnʼt trained with one, they simply could not control it properly. In an actual fight, its effect was roughly the same as swinging an iron ruler.

Unless someone accidentally struck a vital spot like an artery or the neck, its lethality was honestly very limited. Its greatest utility lay in slicing open skin, drawing a little blood, and once blood appeared, it looked terrifying, but as long as the blood loss wasnʼt severe, it hardly mattered.

What truly possessed lethal power were blunt instruments. If a person had enough strength to swing one, even a random blow could cause broken bones and torn muscles.

Old Peter stood there frozen, instantly stammering, ”Wood, Arthur… what are you doing here? Didnʼt you two… get divorced?”

Arthurʼs face hardened into a dark sneer as he said, ”Bullshit, you arenʼt even dead yet, so why the hell canʼt I be here?”

All these years, Ruth had been raising the three children by herself. Arthur paid monthly living expenses and rarely showed his face. Plenty of people assumed they were divorced, and Ruth never bothered explaining anything. That was exactly why a widower like Old Peter got restless enough to come around and harass her.

Old Peter recoiled a step in fear, instinctively lowering the hand that held the knife, his back pressing against the wall.

The weapon Arthur carried was a golf club, and the four younger guys with him held tools like extended screwdrivers. Every single item was perfectly legal, yet their destructive potential was especially high, and construction company workers carrying such things was entirely reasonable.

”He seems really scared?”

Nancy remarked with a touch of confusion.

Logically speaking, Old Peter was the kind of hard-headed scoundrel who feared neither heaven nor earth and considered himself the baddest of them all, the sort of single-track mind no one wanted to provoke.

”Back in the day, your father was also something of a thug around here…”

Ruth couldnʼt help but curl her lip.

In that earlier era, anyone connected to construction, logistics, or the taxi business was hardly what youʼd call an honest, upright person. In those times, those trades were the established marker of a small-time punk graduating into a full-blown gangster. If you were an honest person, you simply could not earn that kind of money.

”Damn it, pulling a knife, trying that cheap trick right in front of me.”

Arthur was fierce to the extreme. He aimed the golf club directly at Old Peterʼs face and roared furiously, ”Drop it!”

Old Peterʼs face went pale, and he stood there completely stupefied by that single shout.

”Drop it, or Iʼll crack your skull wide open today!!”

Arthur bellowed once more, and this time Old Peter obediently dropped the kitchen knife, his expression miserable as he said, ”You… youʼre divorced… why meddle in other peopleʼs business?”

”Fuck your mother, since when do I need a piece of shit like you to lecture me!!”

Arthur handed the golf club to the young follower beside him, stepped forward, and delivered a heavy slap.

The sound was loud and crisp. Old Peter was sent staggering from the blow, and Arthur immediately followed with another slap to the face.

Watching his father-in-lawʼs smooth, fluid technique, it was evident that he had gathered considerable brawling experience in the past. It had to be said, this style of beating felt immensely satisfying.

It wasnʼt just the three people watching from behind the computer screen who enjoyed the sight; those neighbors who secretly despised Old Peter also relished it. If they hadnʼt feared making an enemy of him, they would have burst into applause long ago.

Several young fellows stared at him with menacing, predatory gazes, and Old Peterʼs face was a picture of misery, yet he didnʼt dare utter a word.

Arthur grabbed him directly by the collar and snarled viciously, ”You old bastard, from this moment on, whichever foot of yours dares step onto this floor, I will personally snap that foot in two.”

”If you ever dare to make trouble for my family again, I will make absolutely sure you die a thorough and complete death.”

”Get lost!”

Old Peter scrambled away, crawling and rolling in his haste to escape. Arthur checked the time, dismissed the few young fellows, and went back inside the house.

By now, the three people had also come downstairs. Arthur chuckled heartily and said, ”That guy is the classic bully who only picks on the weak and fears the strong, just as useless as heʼs always been.”

”Dad, you know him well?”

Nancy couldnʼt resist asking, because Old Peterʼs behavior had been very strange. Although a brute like him wouldnʼt normally swallow such an immediate loss, his reaction toward Arthur still seemed excessively cowardly.

Arthur laughed cheerfully and said, ”That old bastard, relying on being over ten years older than me, used to rob me of money and bully me when I was little. When your old man grew up, that piece of trash still tried throwing his age around, got into several fights with me, and every single time I beat him into submission.”

He spoke with a face full of pride, but Ruth let out a dissatisfied huff and said, ”So it turns out you two had a personal grudge, and that old bastard ended up settling all his scores on my head.”

Arthur, who had just moments ago been riding high on his triumphant display, instantly wilted and produced an awkward grin.

”He should think twice before coming back. Iʼll head off to work now, and if anything happens, call me immediately.”

Arthur promptly slipped away as well. Only then did Nancy release a cathartic laugh and ask further,

”Brother-in-law, whatʼs our next move? No matter how you look at it, we paid genuinely good money for that parking spot. If we just stay locked in a stalemate like this, itʼs not really benefiting us either.”

”Relax, we can afford to drag this out. Heʼs the one who canʼt.”

”Fine, then Iʼll leave my mind at ease.”

The ethereally beautiful sister-in-law dashed off again in her usual secretive manner, once more answering a call from Deewa. Even Luis was starting to wonder what exactly those two were scheming.

His mother-in-law, having vented a bellyful of pent-up grievance, was now in excellent spirits. Normally, around lunchtime, she would grab a quick bite casually at the teahouse and then immediately dive into her card game. When she glanced at the time, it was already half past twelve, and the agreed meeting time was usually one oʼclock. She suddenly appeared somewhat embarrassed, hesitating over whether to skip and show up a little late so she could accompany her son-in-law for a meal.

Luis very considerately wrapped his arms around her. After a single passionate and lingering kiss, he chuckled and said, ”Mom, between you and me, what is there that youʼd feel too shy to say? Your aunties must be getting impatient waiting, hurry along and go. Iʼll just grab a quick bite later by myself. We have a whole long future ahead of us, no need to stand on formal ceremony.”

Ruth felt so blissful that her entire body melted into a soft, sweet haze. She purred tenderly, ”You naughty son-in-law, donʼt worry. I will definitely help you talk properly with your little aunt.”

His mother-in-law departed, radiating boundless, amorous charm. Luis stretched out with a lazy yawn and felt a slight ache all over.

Last night, he had been drinking and staying up late to begin with, and then in the dead of night, he had labored devotedly over both the pregnant woman and his goddess-like sister-in-law. After such an intense level of exertion, even a body forged from iron needed some well-earned rest.