The Vengeful Son-in-law novel Chapter 161

Makai immediately said in surprise, "Brother, really? Do you know Tom? I see that he is dressed in cheap clothes. He has nothing extraordinary. Could it be possible that you know the wrong person?"

Colton frowned slightly and tried to remember from whom he had heard the name. But after thinking for a while, he didn't remember it. He then shook his head, "I forgot. Maybe I heard it somewhere."

Makai said with a smile, "I told you. How could a small potato like him impress you?"

Seeing Makai like this, Colton asked curiously, "Makai, is this Tom really that bad? I don't think you've ever been so angry with a young man."

"Humph!" When Makai said this, he was full of anger. He rolled up his sleeves and put on a posture, "That's more than just being bad. Tom simply does not know to show respect and or obey laws, and has no self-awareness! What's more, he has attacked a few of my bodyguards in the beginning. Later, even after he found out that I was Kaylie's uncle, he still showed no respect for me and offended me in all kinds of manners! Hey, you weren't there at that time, otherwise, you would have been irritated on the spot! I don't know how Kaylie gets interested in such a punk and refused to marry Martin!"

Makai kept talking and spoke ill of Tom for three minutes. He also complained that Kaylie didn't know how to pick the right person, giving up marrying a good young man like Martin. Instead, Kaylie got attracted by an uneducated, unintelligent gangster and scum. To make matters worse, Kaylie's involvement with such a person would tarnish the reputation of the Knights and would be laughed by outsiders.

After Makai's complaint, Colton had to take it seriously, who then said, "If it's really like what you said, I should be cautious."

Makai was very anxious, "Brother, what's there to be careful about? Bring Kaylie back immediately and teach her a good lesson! You know, in three days, there will be an engagement party. Everyone in the circle knows the news. If it doesn't work out by then, how will our the Knights maintain the reputation?"

Colton did not answer immediately. He remained silent for a while, then he nodded gently and said, "Yes, I see. I will deal with it. It's getting late. You should go back and rest first."

"Okay."

After Makai left, Colton said to the woman beside him, "Madam, what do you think about this?"

The woman said, "From what I know about Kaylie, she knows the difference between right and wrong. She probably won't associate with gangsters. Besides, Makai is not calm enough today, and he was emotional. We can't just judge things based on his words."

"You are right." Colton smiled and flattered the woman. At the same time, Colton began to caress her body. The woman immediately slapped him away and said shyly, "Keep your hands clean. We have been married for a long time. Why are you still so naughty?"

"That's exactly why I do not have to be polite." Colton laughed, who looked like a libertine. Outsiders would be quite surprised seeing this, as no one would have thought that Colton, who was so serious in the circle, would have such a frivolous manner.

After the teasing and flirting between the two, Colton withdrew his frivolity and said seriously, "My idea is to see this Tom in person first, see where he came from, and then make plans."

"The engagement party is in three days. Are we still in time?"

Colton's eyes flashed brightly and he said in a meaningful manner, "It's in time."

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As for Tom and Kaylie, they went back to the hotel after supper.

Tom and Kaylie talked a lot along the way. Of course, it was mainly Kaylie who was talking, and Tom was listening. Kaylie mainly talked about her childhood experiences, her worries, thoughts, and feelings. She had this inexplicable desire to tell Tom almost everything about herself.

"By the way, I told you all my stories. What about you? What's your story?" Kaylie finally asked, looking at Tom.

"My story?" Tom was stunned for a moment. Then, some feelings flashed in his eyes, and he shook his head and smiled, "I don't have any stories to tell. My life is very ordinary, very ordinary."

"You are lying." Kaylie immediately pouted and said unhappily, "According to a woman's intuition, you must have a wonderful story."

"Haha." Tom laughed, "You think too much. I really don't have a story."

Seeing that Kaylie was about to continue speaking, Tom interrupted her and said, "Okay, it is your hotel. You can go in."

Kaylie felt sad to leave, and said, "What about you? You're divorced now. Where are you going to live?"

"I have plenty of places to live." Tom smiled. He then stopped a taxi by the roadside and left.

Kaylie looked in the direction of his departure, clenched her fists, shook her nose, and said with fighting spirit, "It's okay if you don't tell me. One day, I'll find out your story."

The Night of 1998 was a relatively small bar. When Tom came in, there were not more than ten people in it, and it appeared to be quite quiet. There were no sexy dancers dancing on the stage, only a middle-aged man singing sad folk songs.

The bar had been losing money for a long time, and it was obvious that it would not be long before it was shut down.

However, this bar had been in operation for seven or eight years, losing several million dollars every year. But it didn't get shut down.

Common guests would not come to this bar to spend money at all. Because the bar was too boring, no passion to be aroused at all, and the decoration and setting were extremely old.

The most ridiculous thing was that as a bar, it did not have waiters. If a guest wanted to drink, he had to go to the bar counter to buy it himself or herself. It was a service-oriented society now, so who would be willing to visit the bar with this kind of business model?

When Tom came in, the people in the bar obviously paused. Even the singer who was singing folk songs was out of tune, and his pupils contracted, casting a look of shock and awe at Tom!

This pause lasted for two seconds, then returned to normal. Everyone began to resume the normal status, as if the previous pause had not occurred, and was just a hallucination!

The corners of Tom's mouth rose slightly, and complicated feelings showed in his eyes. It had been a long time since he came back to this bar.

Now that he came back... he found nothing changed. It was the same as before, with the same smell.

He walked straightway to the bar counter, sat down, and said, "Give me the blue phantom."

On the other side of the bar counter, there was a man in his thirties who was blending wine. He did not wear a suit like other blenders working in bars. Instead, he wore a vest, with a cigarette in the corner of his mouth, and his face was full of stubble. The most outrageous thing was that he was still wearing a pair of flip-flops. He seemed to have been through a lot, his hair was messy and he looked like he had not woken up from his sleep. People would even buy it that he was a butcher of swine. A blender with this kind of image was too incompatible with the bar.

He looked at Tom with a glint in his eyes and said, "Are you sure?"

Tom nodded and said, "Do it."

"Okay." The man with stubble didn't talk any more nonsense. His movements were quick and neat. Then, his hands waived around, and the wine glass in his hands seemed to have been endowed with a soul, dancing around, Though the hand movements were very intense and fast, no wine dripped out.

Not to mention anything else, just this kind of blending skill was enough to beat down all the blenders on the market.

Finally, it took ten minutes to make a glass of 'blue phantom', with smoke rising. Finally, the man with stubble lit a fire on the surface of the wine, which instantly burned. Tom took the burning wine and drank it in one gulp.

Then, he smiled at the man with stubble and said, "I haven't seen you for so long. Your skills are still so good."

The man with stubble showed him a gentleman's salute and said, "It's my honor to serve you, master."

Tom smiled faintly, and then he walked to the sofa next to him. He rolled his eyes and suddenly fell down on the sofa as if he had lost his strength. He then immediately snored. He actually fell asleep.

And there were two drops of tears in his eyes...