Chapter 846

Chapter 846 Getting Caught in a False Scandal Tate had built a network of friends in Eastcliff, but this was because they believed he was a resident of the Grand Garden.

While he elaborated on his lies, he told everyone he knew that he stayed at one of those stand-alone villas in Grand Garden and that his father was a high-level executive in a foreign company. He had also painted his sister as a president of another corporation.

At the end of the day, he had essentially piled all of the Cunningham Family’s achievements unto himself to create the perfect image of a young heir who had returned from abroad, and it was only because of such an image that he could get along so swimmingly with a group of friends.

His rag-tag group of friends were mostly hooligans who terrorized the streets, but they treated him like he was the heir to a fortune and they were constantly at his beck and call. One phone call from Tate was all it took for them to rush over to the Italian restaurant without further delay.

After he gave them his orders, he left the premises. Learning the lessons from the last incident, he now knew better than to be personally involved in these things, thus leaving his dirty work to others.

As soon as Tate disappeared downstairs, the few hooligans strolled into the restaurant and glanced over at Crystal. Their eyes gleamed as one of them pointed out sleazily, “Hey, Tate has such good taste! She looks like a catch!”

“We’re in for some real good fun tonight!”

The few men were practically leering at her as they echoed each other’s lewd sentiments. Tate had told them beforehand that they could do whatever they wanted with her if they could drag her back with them.

Meanwhile, Crystal was deep in her conversation with Joseph when the group of hooligans approached their table. The man leading them reached out without any warning and grabbed a fistful of her hair, making her yelp in shock as he pulled her head backward. He feigned anger as he roared, “So, this is where you’ve been hanging out, you sl*t! Damn, you’ve been sneaking around behind my back and this is the old piece of crap you have ended up with? Just what do you take me for?”

His speech was loud and rough, instantly attracting the attention of everyone in the restaurant.

At the sight of his granddaughter being subjected to such random assault, Joseph slammed his fist against the table and demanded, “Who the hell are you and what do you want?”

The man kept his hold on Crystal’s hair and with his free hand, he snatched the wine glass from the table before he splashed its contents at Joseph’s face. Then, the man furiously snapped, “Damn it, old man, what do you think you’re doing by picking up girls half your age? This sl*t right here is still my wife! I ought to kill you for trying to steal her from me!”

The moment such words reverberated around the room, the patrons descended into gossip as they peered at the scene like they were watching the most exciting part of a soap opera.

“So, he’s been cheating on him and he found out!”

“My goodness, will you look at how old that man is? I can’t believe he’s still trying to pick up young girls like her at his age. I’d be embarrassed if I were in his shoes!”

“To be fair, that girl doesn’t look like she’s of any good breeding anyway. I mean, look at her! She looks a total sl*t!”

The whispers were still ongoing when Joseph thundered, “How dare you! What the hell do you think you’re doing? She’s my granddaughter, for heaven’s sake!”

The hooligan took the porcelain plate next and flung it at Joseph before shouting demeaningly, “Stop lying, old man! Your granddaughter? Please! Save your reputation, why don’t you? F*ck, I’m not even here to waste time on you, old man. Boys, come over and drag this sl*t back home now!”

The rest of the hooligans immediately marched forward and proceeded to drag Crystal out the door.

She let out several cries of help, but no one came to her rescue. Everyone at the restaurant thought of her as a cheating wife who was caught red-handed and they would rather watch the show unfold than believe her or Joseph’s stubborn explanations.

The hooligans man-handling Crystal were pleased at how well their plan was going. They couldn’t simply drag a person out of an upscale restaurant like this, but if they were to make it look like she was cheating, then no one would try to rescue her. More to the point, Joseph wouldn’t dare to call the police on them.

After all, as far as these hooligans were concerned, he was an old man who had a fetish for young girls and he wouldn’t have the guts to get law and order involved.

However, they were surrounded by a few security guards before they could leave the restaurant and call their plan a success. The one who led the security guards appeared to be the restaurant manager dressed in a suit with leather shoes, which served to accentuate the cold look on his face. He growled in a deep voice, “Let her go immediately!”

The hooligan who started the scene faltered slightly at this unexpected confrontation, but he demanded loudly, “What the hell did you just say? How I deal with my wife is my business, and you’d do damn well —”

He never was able to finish his sentence, for at that moment, the manager landed a hard punch on the hooligan’s nose, which reduced his face into a swollen, bloody mess.

Then, with a wave of his own hand, the manager barked at his subordinates, “Don’t spare any one of them!”