Dorian Howards patted Kyle Kinston on the shoulder, "Kyle, I hope you can live well, truly."
His own emotions were a ss, but he didn’t wish for his friend’s emotions to be the sa as his.
The two of them left the club, and the driver was waiting nearby with the car. As they were about to head over, they suddenly heard two other guests chatting as they ca to pick up their car. The topic of conversation was gossip about Edward Quinn, the Family Head of the Quinn Family, and his niece Mabel Quinn.
"This is just too indecent, rumors between an uncle and niece!"
"No blood relation, so it’s not impossible. Besides, the report says this woman nad Mabel Quinn is the one who broke up with that Kyle Kinston, right? With no more high branch, she would naturally look to climb another high branch while she still has so looks. Otherwise, who would want her when she gets older?"
"True, but who knows how it feels to be dumped by Mr. Kyle? Though I heard on the news that Mr. Kyle doesn’t seem interested in won. Could it be that Mabel Quinn is skilled in bed? That’s why she could..."
Before the person could finish, a force suddenly hit his chest, sending him flying against the nearby wall and then falling to the ground.
When he staggered to his feet, still unclear about what happened, Kyle Kinston delivered another kick, knocking him back to the ground, his foot heavily pressing on the man’s chest. With eyes filled with fury, he coldly asked, "What did you just say? Say it again?!"
"Who... who are you, hitting people... I’m going to call the police..."
But the man’s companion had already realized who the assailant was. It was none other than one of the people they had just been gossiping about—Kyle Kinston.
Instantly, his scalp went numb with fear.
Anyone able to drink at this club naturally had so money, but no amount of money could stand against Mr. Kyle!
Thus, the companion scrambled over, saying, "Mr. Kyle, those things we said earlier were just thoughtless words. Please don’t take them to heart."
The man who was hit was also frightened out of his wits and pleaded for rcy repeatedly. "It’s... it’s what the news said, that Mabel Quinn and her uncle have a close relationship beyond familial ties... It has nothing to do with us. We were just casually discussing..."
The companion quickly took out his phone, searched for the news, and handed it to Kyle Kinston as if to prove his words were true.
Kyle Kinston glanced coldly at the headline displayed on the phone, "New Uncle-Niece Romance? Commander of the Quinn Family Frequently Cares for Non-Blood Related Niece."
The words were so glaring that they made his expression uglier. He angrily swatted the phone away, "Get out!"
"Yes, yes!" The two scrambled away. anwhile, several security guards and waiters from the club witnessed the scene but didn’t dare to say anything.
Kyle Kinston pressed his lips tightly together, walking silently towards his car. Dorian Howards, though sowhat drunk, clearly understood what had happened.
They got into the car, and the driver in the front seat respectfully asked, "Elder Kinston, would you like to have Mr. Howards sent back to his residence?"
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