Chapter 179: Chapter 179: The Treasured Car Adrian Law Doesn’t Care About

In the business arena, Adrian Law’s reputation as the King of Hell was not unearned, with numerous competitors having crumbled under his tactics.

Killing without drawing blood was Adrian Law’s usual way, with just a simple sentence he ruthlessly struck Tyson Law’s weak spot.

"How could I possibly be short of money? I’ll compensate right here—"

As soon as the words left his mouth, Tyson Law regretted it, his originally handsome and refined face alternating between red and white.

He wished he could smack his own mouth, realizing that pride couldn’t substitute for a meal!

But having said such grand words, in front of so many eyes, he couldn’t possibly take it back...

Tyson Law was still a greenhorn in the business world, unlike Adrian Law who had led the Law Group for many years and was extremely business savvy, causing his enterprises to flourish from the very start.

Now, after finally gaining some freedom from his father Frank Law to start a company and gain experience, he had just been involved in the Law Group’s projects for six months. However, due to poor judgment and being easily swayed by peers, he had lost a significant amount of the startup funds his father provided.

A little over ten days ago, he had opened Thousand-Thread Studio for Fiona Vaughn, creating a buzz by hiring a top fashion magazine, ’My Beloved’, for a special shoot, and securing the lead female role in Director Warner’s new film for her, all of which required a massive investment.

And with a few other projects currently in progress, each demanding funds,

eventually, he had not much liquid cash left to move around!

How could he possibly come up with over ten million in just one day!

...

Mabel Keaton felt deep pain for her son, and it was the first time she found Fiona Vaughn so unlikeable. If it weren’t for her insistence on tugging at Cecilia Vaughn’s dress, this unwarranted disaster wouldn’t have happened!

"Tyson, why don’t I cover this money for you!"

At worst, she thought of whispering to Frank Law about how his eldest son had grown wings and was bullying their mother and son!

Mabel was confident that she could maneuver to get the money back eventually from Frank.

Hearing his mother’s offer, Tyson Law’s embarrassment intensified.

He had always flaunted his wealth in front of various business moguls to show he wasn’t short of money, which helped attract some investment for his ventures. If he accepted his mother’s offer, wouldn’t everyone see him as hollow on the inside?

However, if he didn’t allow his mother to help, he couldn’t immediately solve the dire situation at hand.

While Tyson Law was still hesitating, a subtle mocking smile formed on Adrian Law’s thin lips.

"Tyson, have you decided yet? Do you want Ms. Keaton to handle this money?"

Being addressed as Ms. Keaton by Adrian Law in front of so many, Mabel Keaton’s face was like an overturned palette, in quite a spectacular display.

—— Susan Roswell’s son, motherless since twelve, yet even today he gave no respect in such occasions! Such a distant title clearly showed everyone their discordant stepmother-son relationship!

All these years, she hadn’t managed to warm Adrian Law’s demeanor towards her in the slightest!

Mabel’s red-painted nails dug deep into her palm, the same almond-shaped eyes as Tyson’s flashing with calculation.

—— Now that Adrian Law had fully spread his wings and almost had the Law Group in his pocket, with everyone looking up to him, what would happen to her biological son Tyson?

Impossible, she needed to come up with a plan; the Law Group could only belong to Tyson!

...

As Mabel pondered intensely, Tyson Law came forward briskly.

He couldn’t bear Adrian Law’s gaze anymore, and inexplicably felt guilty, believing everyone present saw him as incompetent, while Adrian Law could casually afford such attire for Cecilia Vaughn, he couldn’t even provide a million.

Tyson Law thought of numerous solutions but none allowed him to raise a million in just one day, and he was too proud to borrow from outsiders.

"Brother, after all, today is my engagement day, the auspicious moment, and we’re all brothers. Talking about money seems too vulgar."

"I suggest this, I recently got a Maybach sports car, originally a wedding gift from father, valued at over 13 million. How about gifting it to you and Cecilia as an apology?"

Thinking of the Maybach which he hadn’t had a chance to drive yet, Tyson Law felt a gut-wrenching pain but maintained a smile under the guise of brotherly affection to protect his pride.

Unexpectedly, even after such an offer, Adrian Law remained silent.

Adrian Law gently held Cecilia Vaughn, casually brushing away loose strands from her temple, as if everything else was just passing clouds, only the beloved before him mattered most.

"I don’t lack cars. If you think it’s vulgar to talk money with me, find someone else to buy that car, but remember, only today."

Cecilia Vaughn allowed Adrian Law to stroke her hair, enjoying her leisure with her man standing in front.

"..."

This was truly pushing someone too far!

Within a single day, who could possibly accept this burning hot potato?

Tyson Law felt extreme frustration but couldn’t show it on his face.

He awkwardly scanned the high society guests present, trying hard to sound calm.

"So... among the guests present, is anyone interested in a Maybach sports car?"

The crowd exchanged glances; it wasn’t that they weren’t tempted by the Maybach, but in the battle between Adrian and Tyson Law, why would they want to intervene, fearing offending The Eldest Young Master Law.

Moreover, over ten million, not many could whip it out on the spot.

Some astute seasoned players secretly laughed, today The Second Young Master Law lost face big time.

Even if he couldn’t outwit his older brother, now he couldn’t even manage this small problem, simply becoming a laughing stock.

In future collaborations with the Law Group, they surely wouldn’t choose someone so clueless as The Second Young Master Law.

...

Tyson Law’s voice was loud but even after two minutes, no one responded.

Tyson Law’s face was thoroughly rehung with shame.

Just when he felt extremely uneasy, Adrian Law spoke leisurely.

"Enough, to prevent people from saying I’m making things difficult, Tyson, hand the car keys to Wyatt."

The man lazily lifted his eyes, his voice cold and indifferent.

"Wyatt, the Maybach is yours, handle it as you wish."

As soon as he finished, the room was utterly astonished!

My God, a limited edition 13-million Maybach!

And it was just casually given to his assistant!

Previously they thought The Eldest Young Master Law treated his woman well enough, but who knew, even Wyatt, his special assistant, received such generous perks!

Wyatt was naturally overwhelmed, swiftly stepping forward to receive the keys.

"Thank you, Young Master!"

...

Only Tyson Law’s eyes burned red with anger!

That was a wedding gift from his father, something he treasured immensely!

Yet Adrian Law casually, in a light tone, handed it to his subordinate, not caring at all!

Fiona Vaughn was shocked too, breaking free from Tyson Law’s embrace, involuntarily fixating on Adrian Law’s handsome face.

As she continued to look, she became entranced...