Chapter 525
âPlease don't tell Don Jairo! I'll be killed otherwise, sir!"
Kayson replied flatly, âThat's between you and Jairo.â
Mr. Holt was petrified but he dialed Jairoâs number shakily under Kayson's coercing gaze.
âWhat's the matter, Holt?" Jairo asked when he picked up.
Mr. Holt spoke up with a quiver. âBoss...â
He relayed the incident honestly, only to receive Jairoâs rage in return.
"Did a donkey kick you in the head?! How dare you offend Mr. Yarde?!
âF*ck off! Don't f*cking come looking for me! You ask for Mr. Yarde's forgiveness on your own, or
you better wish yourself luck!â
While the muscular man panicked, Jairo said aloud, âMr. Yarde, Marvin Holt is yours to judge for
offending you.â Kayson smiled. âI won't be taking any action. You do what seems fit.â
âI promise you won't be let down!â Jairo said seriously.
What Jairo was currently thinking was that he ought to
hurry and send Kayson's photos to all his underlings, lest even more people offended Kayson. He
would be more than embarrassed if his underlings kept targeting Kayson. After ending the call,
Kayson ignored Marvin and his lackeys, who looked pretty dead. Fabian was terrified as well.
Everyone knew about Jairoâs reputation, yet this infamous boss listened to the kid so attentively!
âD-Donât come over!â Fabian cried in fear as he kept shrinking back.
Then, a dissatisfied voice came from the door.
âCan I even eat in peace? Huh?!"
Five to six young men appeared at the door. The one front and center scowled, looking incredibly
arrogant. When Fabian looked at the door, he suddenly got excited and scrambled over to cling to
one of the young menâs legs as he cried, âMr. Levit, this kid's beating people up on purpose. You've
got to seek justice on my behalf!â
The young man whose leg he was clinging to looked like he was barely over 20 years old. He was
around 180 centimeters tall and on the lean side and he was wearing casual attire. He frowned and
told Kayson, âApologize to Uncle Fabian.â
âAnd who are you?â Kayson was indifferent.
The young man glowered and snarled, âThat's none of your business. You have to apologize when
you injure
others. Uncle Fabian is my friend's father. You can forget about leaving if you don't apologize!â
âSkyler!â
The young man jolted when Roman called out. âUncle Roman, Aunt Yvonne, you're here too.â
âFabian came with his men to provoke us first,â Roman said.
Skyler frowned as Fabian hurriedly said, âMr. Levit, this kid beat me up first. I only came with these
men because I was so angry!â
Skyler nodded and told Roman, âUncle Roman, stay out of this.â
Roman and his family were apprehensive , while Kayson asked, âYou're Holden Levit's son?â
Skyler was visibly disgruntled. âYes! And you're rude for calling my dad by his name!â
Kayson could not help chuckling. Since this was Uncle Holden's son, he was not going to get even
with him.
âCall your dad and ask about it before you ask me to apologize. I'll do it if he wants me to.â
Kayson then went over and kicked Fabian aside, sending him crashing against the wall. âHow dare
you hurt him right in front of me?!â Skyler was enraged.
Kayson arched his brow and turned to him. âIf you donât make this call, your dad will probably have
to apologize.
to me.â