Ice and Fire

Chapter 868 Mike Is Back (Part Two)

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Casually, Greg dismissed the small talk of the two men, although he heard it all. What he didn't know

was that Aria was the woman in question, accused of an attempt on Rebecca's life. In his heart, Aria

was an innocent, and simple country girl, who would never hurt someone else. In Greg's mind, it was

far-fetched to tie Aria to an attack on anyone, let alone Rebecca.

The only thing that slightly piqued his interest was when he heard of the JC Group. It made him miss

Violet, his cherished wife. How he wished she was back by his side!

Time passed by quickly, and Greg had been busy at the hospital, but he hadn't forgotten to check on

Kate occasionally, as a favor to Lawrence, his brother-in-law, who had requested Greg to keep tabs on

the case. Besides, heavily drugged as Kate was, Greg felt obliged to observe her with much more care.

He'd rather put on hold his other work and look after Kate, whose safety was the highest priority at the

moment. 'But where was Aria?' he wondered. 'It's several days now she hasn't come to check on her

mom, who's still in danger and worse still, she was unreachable on the phone. Is everything OK, with

the girl?' Greg's thoughts wondered even further.

In the early morning, Mike appeared at the international airport. Wearing glasses, he carried a suitcase

in his hand, looking high-spirited and energetic. The moment he stepped out of the airport, a crew of

his dad's subordinates waited on him. Knowing that they were here to pick him up, his spirits dropped

in an instant, showing his displeasure with the idea of making a scene by dragging in many people to

pick him up in public. But on second thought, he realized that his old man must have gotten mad at him

for his latest carousel abroad.

In reaction, he arrogantly walked over and stood with an aloof face, not even bothering with the little

courtesy of greetings.

"Young master," the four men in black suits greeted with deep respect.

"What did my father say?" Ignoring their greeting, Mike directly asked.

"Our Master requested you to go home straightaway! He's already waiting for you," one of the men

replied.

"Fine, I got it. Where is my car?" asked Mike, looking rather impatient. The thought of arriving home

flanked by these men wasn't something he fancied. To him, that would look like coming back under

arrest, forced against his will. Worse still, the four men in black suits with steely, expressionless eyes

would make it look like a kidnapping. 'Is it worth it to lose face in such a manner?' he wondered.

Another man pointed at the Ferrari and reported, "This is the new car that our Master bought for you!

Your previous car has been sent for maintenance. Perhaps it will still take some time."

"Was the car sent to the US for maintenance? Why does it have to take so long? Or is it that you didn't © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

know I was coming back today?" As if the presence of the four men at the airport was not enough, their

sloppy reports on his favorite car irritated him more. "That cannot be!" he growled.

"We are sorry, young Sir!" one of the men apologized.

"Forget about it!" Mike waved his hand gesturing him to stop apologizing. He didn't want to quarrel with

these subordinates at the airport. After all, they just followed his father's orders. "It's OK, I'll drive this

home, for today," he said pointing to the car they had shown him. "But my car must be brought back

soonest. I'll give you three days, for that. I hope I'm clear enough!" he added.

"Okay, I got it, young master!" The man replied respectfully.

Pulling the suitcase, Mike walked to the car, put suitcase in the trunk before climbing into the driver's

seat speeding away.

On his way home, he suddenly thought something. Lawrence hadn't come back yet, but it seemed that

he had told him something before he left.

With that thought, Mike took out his phone, found a number from the contacts and pressed the the call

button.

"Hello, Mr. Mike!" A voice sounded from the other side of the phone.

"Find a girl named Aria and tell me where she is now." After pondering for a second, he added, "Do it

right now and put me in the loop soonest!"

"Yes, boss!"

For a bit, Mike's moods lifted after he hung up the phone. Indeed his journey was fun-filled, especially

for the last few days. But the thought of his dad asking, almost commanding him to go home straight

from the airport wasn't alluring. Unless there was an emergency, Mike found his old man a little too

demanding, even annoying.

In Yu's villa, Soren, Mike's father, sat in the living room waiting for him. Three nannies stood beside and

five bodyguards not far.

Mike soon drove home and parked the car in the courtyard. He then killed the engine and got out.

Humming happily, Mike got into the house and closed the door. When he raised his head and saw the

solemn atmosphere in the room, he was startled. It seemed as if something was terribly wrong and

everyone was waiting for him.

"Good morning, young master!" Three nannies greeted him in unison.

"Good morning, young master!" The five men in black suits also greeted him respectfully and they then

bowed, lowered their heads in deference.

"Well...OK. Why are you all standing here? You get back and go about your business now!" Impatiently,

Mike waved his hand, gesturing them to leave.

But they didn't do as what Mike said. Instead, they all turned to look at Soren, waiting for his order. Now

furious, Mike shouted, "Are?you?hard?of hearing? I asked you to get out of here!"

Saying that, Mike walked in front of the nannies and thundered, "Do you have nothing to do? Why

stand here when you should be going about your business?"

All the nannies lowered their heads, daring not to speak a word.

"Get out of here, now!" Mike yelled at them. He didn't want to lose temper since he was just home, but

he really couldn't control it.

The burning?rage in?his eyes?sent shivers down?the nannies'?spines. They tottered and turned away,

albeit reluctantly. They knew they couldn't offend the young master, even more than master!

Turning to the five men in black suits who were still standing there, he started to burn with hot, flaming?

fury. "Are you deaf? Am I talking to the wind? Since when did you learn to ignore my commands?" he

roared.

The five men still stood there, without replying him.

These subordinates just followed Soren Yu's orders. Even if he was the young master, they didn't listen

to him. Mike helplessly warned, "Fine! You are not going to leave, aren't you? Then I will go!"

He was about to leave, but he heard a familiar voice behind him.

"Stand there!" Soren Yu's deep voice resounded across the living room.

At home, his father was the boss and even Mike had to stop, if so his old man commanded. There was

no two ways about it!

Stopped dead in his tracks, Mike turned to look at his father.

But Soren ignored his son and turned instead to the five men standing guard. With a simple raised

eyebrow, they all got what he meant. In high deference, heads bowed down, the five of them all went

away in silence.

Seeing that they all left, Mike walked towards his father, sat opposite him, crossed his legs and lit up a

cigar.

"Tell me, do?you?need me?for something?" Mike asked curtly.

"Do you still know that you have your father here?" Instead of replying his son's question, Soren Yu

retorted. 'This brat thinks life is one long party. Other than carousel, throwing big parties and travelling

whenever he wishes, he knows almost nothing else, ' the old man thought, feeling ill-at-ease with his

son's wastefulness.

"Of course. This is my home and I must know that you are here!" Mike answered indifferently. He threw

up his hands and went on, "Just like what happened before, you allowed the subordinates to humiliate

me again dad. Why should they only listen to your orders but take me for nothing?"