It was 7 o’clock in the evening, one hour before the banquet was about to begin.
The top hall of the Forest Hotel was packed with businessmen.
The World Tree Group was hosting the banquet, and almost all the important figures in Georgia’s business community were present.
It was a grand event in the business of Georgia.
Catherine Daphne and her family had also come to attend the banquet.
“Catherine, you look so pretty today!”
Fiona Daphne exclaimed, admiring Catherine’s radiant beauty.
Catherine was wearing a light yellow evening gown that exposed her snow-white shoulders. Her exquisite face looked even more enchanting under light makeup.
Fiona, on the other hand, was younger and livelier, dressed more provocatively.
However, compared to Catherine’s elegance and grace, she fell short.
“This is our first time attending such a high-end banquet. It’s truly a memorable moment. Catherine, you should thank Mr. Smith. I’m sure he sent us these three invitations.”
Their mother Linda couldn’t help but say with excitement.
However, she made a mistake.
The invitations were arranged by Arthur himself, with the purpose of sharing his achievements with Catherine at the banquet and crowning her as the “Queen” of World Tree in front of the city’s wealthy elite.
Unfortunately, life doesn’t give second chances.
Moreover, even if there were a chance to redo it, she would still miss out on all of this.
“Look, isn’t that Johnson Smith! Let’s go find him.”
Fiona spoke excitedly, pointing to a tall figure in the crowd.
Meanwhile, Catherine looked at Johnson, who was chatting and smiling with others, and somehow, she couldn’t help but think of Arthur.
Indeed, Johnson was far superior to that worthless scum!
…
Meanwhile, outside the World Tree Group building, all the bodyguards stood in a row, watching as a man walked out from the entrance.
They shouted in unison, “Young Master, please get in the car.”
Robin Thatcher, with her short hair and dressed in a high-end tailored black suit, looked sharp and efficient.
She quickly walked up to Arthur and said gently, “Young Master, please get in the car.”
“The Forest Hotel is only a few miles away from here. There’s no need to take the car.”
Arthur shook his head in response, looking at the luxurious fleet of Rolls-Royces.
Instead, he leisurely walked towards a dilapidated electric bicycle parked aside.
“Buddy, maybe it will be the last time you carry me. Let’s bid farewell to the past.”
Arthur muttered as he touched the bicycle’s body, reminiscing.
In these years since getting married, Arthur had no right to drive or even be seated in Daphne’s family’s cars.
This electric bicycle became his most loyal companion, accompanying him on grocery shopping trips…
The dilapidated vehicle seemed unable to bear Arthur’s weight and swayed as it headed towards the Forest Hotel.
The luxurious car fleet, after a brief moment of confusion, helplessly followed behind.
Thus, a peculiar scene formed: a luxurious Rolls-Royce escorting a shabby electric bicycle.
Ten minutes later, outside the Forest Hotel.
Arthur arrived at his exclusive parking spot and was about to park.
Suddenly, a Lamborghini sped quickly, attempting to steal the spot.
Arthur couldn’t dodge in time, and the electric bicycle collided head-on with the Lamborghini’s front, nearly deforming.
A middle-aged bald man got out of the car, with tattoos on his head and wearing a Rolex on his hand.
He pointed at Arthur and began cursing.
“Are you blind? This is the parking lot for cars! What are you doing here on your electric bicycle?”
Arthur was speechless. He didn’t expect to encounter such a thing even at the hotel.
The hotel belonged to him, and so did the parking space.
He was free to park whatever vehicle he wanted, even if it was a tractor.
“Is this a place where you poor bastard can get in? Get out of here with your broken electric bicycle!”
“If you don’t leave, I’ll beat you up.”
He insulted while pushing Arthur.
Initially, Arthur wasn’t planning to take it seriously and thought of it as his own misfortune.
But the man’s behavior infuriated him.
Arthur parked it in front of the Lamborghini, blocking it, and calmly looked at him.
“Apologize.”
“What? Apologize? You think a beggar like you who rides an electric bicycle can make a successful person like me apologize?”
The bald man laughed as if he had heard a funny joke.
At this moment, the passenger seat window rolled down, revealing a heavily made-up woman’s face and her practically overflowing cleavage.
“Darling, what’s going on? Aren’t we going to the banquet? Just give this beggar a little money and expel him away.”
The sexy woman impatiently muttered.
“You’re such an embarrassment to men with the way you act!”
The man sneered, took out a few thousand dollars from his wallet, and threw it onto Arthur’s face.
“Is it enough? Enough to buy you ten of that! Now get lost before I beat you up.”
This kind of superior attitude seemed to have clearly defined the social classes.
Seeing the scattered Franklin bills on the ground, Arthur smiled coldly.
It was the first time that someone dared to throw money at him, and it happened on his own turf.
The middle-aged man got back into his car and neatly parked the Lamborghini in its spot.
As for Arthur’s bicycle blocking the way, he simply rammed into it.
Finally, the already overloaded electric bicycle fell apart.
The window of the Lamborghini rolled down again, and the man raised his middle finger at Arthur and said angrily.
“Beggar, if you don’t leave, believe me, I’ll find someone to teach you a lesson. Even Jesus can’t save you, I promise!”
Meanwhile, the woman in the passenger seat looked at him in admiration.
However, Arthur, looking at the debris and parts of the electric car scattered on the ground, became furious.
It had accompanied him for almost three years, witnessing his marriage in daily life during that period. It was his “buddy”!
He approached quickly, grabbed the man’s extended middle finger from the window, and swiftly twisted it.
“Ah!”
After a crisp sound, the man immediately cried out in pain.
Arthur then proceeded to punch him in the face, one punch after another, as his nose began to bleed profusely.
“Mine is worth more than ten of yours,” Arthur said.
The surrounding pedestrians were all shocked to see it.
An electric bicycle owner was violently beating up a Lamborghini owner.
What a crazy world!
Even the sexy woman beside him covered her mouth, frightened.
It wasn’t until the man managed to struggle to his feet, wiped the blood off his face, and pointed angrily at Arthur, saying.
“Do you know who I am? You’re finished! Even Jesus can’t save you, I promise it again!”
However, the fleet was slowly approaching…
