Chapter 570
The Heiress Strikes Back
570 Award for Acting
âWhere did you come from? Why donât you even know who Mr. Queen is?â
The guard looked at Sharonâs ordinary appearance and couldnât believe that this kid knew their Miss.
âDidnât I just say that Mr. Queen is the heir of a big family in the north? Heâs the only healthy man in the Queen family. Heâs very generous and knows countless people. I also heard that he plans to move here recently for our Miss.â
Seeing Sharon nod, the guard continued, âIf the two families get married, that will be called a strong alliance. If you really provoke them... You donât need me to make these things so clear!â
As he spoke, a Bentley stopped in front of the door. Immediately after, the driver got out and opened the door for the person in the back seat. The person who got out of the car was a young man. He was about to barge in without any explanation.
âGo away, poor kid. Do you think a person like you is worthy of dirtying the Zane familyâs door?â
At this moment, Sharon was speechless. If it werenât for the fact that she couldnât contact Zoey on her phone, she wouldnât be willing to interact with these people.
And what was wrong with her? These people knew that she was inferior just by looking at her?
Not to mention this driver... he looked as if he felt superior just because he was serving his master.
âMr. Queen! Youâre here. Please come in.â
âUncle Hanson, how can any Tom, Dick, or Harry come to the Zane family?â The young man who came down glanced at Sharon with disdain.
The man called Uncle Hanson looked at the man who called himself Young Master Queen and smiled apologetically. âYoung Master Quentin, this is my friend. Sorry for embarrassing you. Please go in first!â
Uncle Hanson did not want to cause unnecessary disputes and quickly explained.
The driver, on the other hand, pushed his luck. âYou brat! Whatâs with your expression when you see our young master? Your expression is so terrible. Do you think youâre amazing? Let me tell you, get lost immediately. Otherwise, I donât care who your friend is. If you block our young masterâs way, donât blame us for being rude!â
Hearing this, Sharon sneered, then asked with a smile, âYou would not be polite? I want to see what youâre capable of. How rude can you be?â
âGet lost, get lost. You look so poor. Youâve dirtied our young masterâs path,â the driver said as he pushed Sharon.
Since she wanted to pursue excitement, she had to follow through to the end. At the thought of this, Sharon suddenly revealed a strange smile and took two steps back with her strength. Her body swayed and she fainted on the ground.
Everyone, including Uncle Hansonâs, expressions became very strange, especially the driver. He couldnât help but curse in his heart, âDamn it, this kid actually dares to treat people as fools!â
âKid, how dare you fake it as if I hurt you? Why donât you find out who I am? My father is a governor-level figure! You should find out my name in the north!â
The man who called himself the young master of the Queen family didnât seem to want to care about Sharonâs situation at all. Not only did he not want to apologize, but he was also prepared to walk past Sharon, and the driver wanted to kick her ruthlessly.
Fortunately, Uncle Hanson quickly stopped him. âAhem! Young Master Queen, you canât let your subordinate hit him. Iâll drag him away immediately.â
âWho do you think you are! This kid dared to blackmail our young master here today, so of course I have to teach him a lesson. Since he likes to lie down, Iâll let him lie down today.â As he spoke, the driver raised his leg and kicked Sharon ruthlessly.
âAh! Ah-â Sharon, who was on the ground, twisted her left side and dodged to the right. It was obvious that she didnât faint at all.
It was obvious that this driver couldnât do anything to Sharon. He had missed almost all the attempts to kick her.
Uncle Hanson, the driver, and Lennard were dumbfounded.
Shameless! This kid was really shameless.
âI only f*cking pushed you. Why are you acting so weak here? Your acting skills are really too bad!â The driver cursed.
âHurry up and get up! This... this wonât look good if you cause too much trouble. Why donât you send him to the hospital, Young Master Queen?â Uncle Hanson persuaded.
âWhat nonsense are you spouting? If we send him to the hospital, I donât know how such a person will extort our young master.â The driver pointed at Uncle Hanson and scolded.
âThen just chop him up. Itâs a waste of medical resources to send him to the hospital.â The manâs gaze was sinister, and the smile on his face looked very terrifying.