The Son-In-Law Shot to Fame (Donald and Jennifer)

When Heather arrived at the casino, a group of tycoons led by Cody had completely surrounded Donald.

They were all visibly upset, seemingly ready to lay their hands on Donald.

There was no helping it. Gambling was simply the easiest way to lose one's sanity or temper.

Especially when dealing with someone as arrogant as Donald, many people who considered themselves skilled couldn't help but want to challenge him to a bet.

As expected, whenever they gambled against Donald, they would end up losing miserably.

One or two losses could be overlooked, but with so many people losing to Donald, even the stupidest among them knew something was definitely amiss.

"If you don't return the money you won from us today, there's no way we're letting you leave!"

"Right, give us our money back! Otherwise, we won't let you leave!"

Hearing Cody's words, Donald sneered, "Really now? Have you people lost even the most basic sense of gambling? Do you know what it means to accept defeat when you gamble? If you don't, then consider today's loss as paying for a lesson. How does that sound?"

Cody and the rest were already losing so badly that they were seeing red.

Stung by Donald's provocation, Cody didn't utter another word. He simply raised his fist and swung it directly at Donald.

Cody was already a middle-aged man in his fifties.

He threw a punch, but Donald easily dodged it.

Not only did Donald dodge, but he also swiftly took control of Cody entirely with a countermove.

Seeing Donald in this state, Heather quickly stepped forward and said, "Mr. Campbell, I'm truly sorry. This is an issue with our casino's security. Why don't you let me handle this?" Heather certainly was a shrewd person.

Donald and Cody were both her esteemed guests, so when she stepped in to handle the matter, she had a knack for making a big deal seem small and a small matter trivial. However, Donald didn't go easy on Heather.

He looked at Heather and said flatly, "Ms. Jenner, I came to this banquet tonight because I trust you. I originally thought I would come to this casino to play a few games to pass the time, but who knew that these guests you invited lacked manners? They can't handle losing."

Heather quickly said to Donald, "I'm sorry, Mr. Campbell, this is all due to our negligence. I apologize to you on behalf of all the guests. However, no matter what, Mr. Zabel is also our invited guest. How about we all sit down and have a good talk about this?"

"Sit down and talk?" Donald nodded. "All right. I'll give you this respect. Let's sit down and have a good talk."

Just when everyone thought that Heather had successfully handled the situation, Donald suddenly kicked Cody in the legs.

Crack!

The crisp sound of the bone breaking sent chills down everyone's spine.

Donald actually broke Cody's legs with a direct kick!

"Ah!" Cody clutched his legs, rolling on the ground in pain.

Everyone noticed that Cody's leg was now bent in an irregular shape.

Heather looked at Donald with a grim expression. "Mr. Campbell, do you know what you're doing?"

"I know," Donald replied nonchalantly. "Didn't you suggest we all sit down and talk? I believe Mr. Zabel should be able to sit now, right?"

Heather massaged her temples, somewhat at a loss for words.

She didn't even know whether Donald did it on purpose or what.

Didn't he see what happened to Curtis?

Why are there so many people pushing their limits tonight?

"Mr. Campbell, I'm afraid I must invite you to my office now. Rest assured. I will bring you back out when the banquet officially begins."

Heather made a welcoming gesture, indicating for Donald to follow her.

"Where do you want me to go?" Donald asked, standing his ground. "I quite like this casino. I'm not going anywhere. Just let me know when the banquet starts. I'll play a little longer." Heather said in a deep voice, "Mr. Campbell, I'm afraid this is not up to you."