Remorse After Breaking Up

"Sic him, boys!" Fisk instructed. His hired brutes immediately made to lunge at Sebastian.

"Stop!" Lillian quickly cried out. She asked Sebastian, "Do you want to end up crippled?"

"You really think these weaklings can cripple me?" Sebastian scoffed.

"I won't be able to save you if you keep this up!" Lillian grunted, not expecting Sebastian to be so stubborn.

Sebastian grinned before saying, "I don't need you to save me. I'm not scared of these weaklings."

"You have some big balls to still put on a brave act in your final hour, kid. I'd like to see just how tough you say you are! Beat him to a pulp, boys!" Fisk hissed murderously.

"Wait, Mr. Fisk. Let me speak to him again." Lillian stood defensively in front of Sebastian. This made Sebastian feel delighted.

Fisk stopped his men. He still needed to respect Lillian and not offend the Smith family lest they suffer the consequences.

Lillian pulled Sebastian aside and said, "These are men of their word, Mr. Wilder. I really can't help you anymore if you continue being so stubborn."

"I'm not being stubborn. I genuinely am not threatened by these men," Sebastian said truthfully.

He was the Supreme One and was just as powerful as Hades himself. People trembled upon hearing his name. How would someone like him be frightened by a couple of stragglers?

"Can you stop boasting? I hate people like you the most. I couldn't care less about you if it weren't for my grandfather," Lillian huffed.

"I'm not boasting, nor do you need to step in this matter," Sebastian said.

"Then don't regret your decision!"

Lillian was infuriated. Still, she called her grandfather on the phone instead of leaving. Maybe the situation could be kept under control if Elijah came here in person.

But Fisk had already lost his patience. "What are all of you waiting for? Attack him!"

Fisk's men then all lunged at Sebastian at once.

"Die!"

One of the men ran over and aimed a kick right between Sebastian's ribs.

These brutes were all formidable and highly skilled fighters the Cadwell family had paid to work for them.

The onlookers had even begun imagining the sight of Sebastian wailing in pain on the ground. None of them pitied him, however. Most of them felt that he deserved it.

Only Lillian seemed to feel bad for Sebastian, but only for a split second. She too felt like Sebastian deserved such an outcome.

A cold smile graced Sebastian's lips as he dodged the kick before slapping his attacker in the face.

To everyone's shock, the brute swiftly fell back from the force and passed out on the floor. None of them had expected Sebastian to be so skilled.

The remaining brutes were surprised as well, but they then decided to crowd Sebastian before striking all at once.

Sebastian leaped six feet into the air and sent the remaining brutes flying backward as his heel came into contact with their faces.

The crowd immediately grew silent as their eyes widened in utter shock.

Lillian was especially astounded. She'd always thought Sebastian was just an incredibly skillful healer. Who knew he'd be so skilled in martial arts, too?

Sebastian turned to Fisk and scoffed. "Are you seriously trying to take me down with just these guys? How pathetic."

"Don't get so cocky, kid! I'll get Mr. Miller from the Shadowtiger here right now to kick your ass!"

"Yeah! Hurry and get Mr. Miller here to take him down!" Tyler's mom, Daphne Rosewell, exclaimed.

"I didn't know Mr. Fisk knew the Shadowtiger Clan's Andrew Miller. Andrew is the most powerful man in Ravenview City's underworld."

"Yeah. The Shadowtiger Clan is extremely powerful and has several hundred members. I heard they even have connections to the Supreme Platoon. Not even a prestigious family like the Smiths would dare to cross them!"

The guests showed great respect at the mention of the Shadowtiger. Even Lillian's expression changed greatly. Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Fisk soon got on a call with Andrew Miller. "Mr. Miller, it's me, Fisk Cadwell. Some asshole is crashing my son's wedding right now. Can you please lend us a hand? Thank you, thank you so much."

Fisk appeared excited after hanging up the call. "Mr. Miller is right on his way, kid. I dare you to not run off!"

Sebastian found a spot to sit down. "I'll wait for him right here, then. You can get God himself to come here today, and I still won't be afraid!"

"Alright. We'll see just how you'll meet your doom later," Fisk hissed, baring his teeth.

Tyler and Maria were furious. Some of their teeth had even loosened from Sebastian's slap. It was incredibly humiliating for them right now.

Lillian ran over to Sebastian. "Don't just sit around. Run already! You won't be able to escape once the Shadowtiger Clan comes!"

Sebastian was touched. "I didn't know you cared so deeply about me. But I'm not really scared of the Shadowtiger."

The guests erupted into commotion upon hearing this.

"Does this kid have no limits? He doesn't even respect the Shadowtiger Clan!"

"He's just a proud little brat. I bet he'll piss his pants the moment Mr. Miller arrives."

The guests were certain that Sebastian would meet his doom.

Lillian was infuriated. "I know you can fight, Sebastian, but there are too many people in the Shadowtiger. Are you sure you can fight all of them?

"Plus, many of them are masterful fighters who are more skilled than you are. You need to leave right now before they reach the hotel!"

Sebastian said with a smile, "I know you care about me, Lillian, but you don't need to worry about me. I'm not concerned about something as small as the Shadowtiger."

"Can you stop lying? Aren't you afraid of death?" Lillian was trembling in anger. Sebastian was incredibly stubborn!

"What's going on, Lillian?" Elijah hurried over just then after receiving Lillian's phone call. His sons Ronan, Jamie, and Lucas had come along as well.

"Grandpa, Dad, Jamie, you guys are finally here!" Lillian quickly explained everything that had happened to her family.

"If that's the case, then Mr. Wilder basically dug his own grave. Why should we get involved?" Lucas snorted.

"Lucas is right. He made his own bed so he has to lay in it now. Let's just stay out of it," Jamie said.

Elijah glared at Lucas and Jamie. "Mr. Wilder saved my life, so I cannot allow this to happen!"

"He did save you, but we also paid him ten million dollars in return," Ronan said.

"Is that all my life is worth, you brat?" Elijah barked.

Ronan said nervously, "Of course not, Dad. I'm just concerned that the Shadowtiger might be too strong an enemy to have. They're also ruthless. We don't have what it takes to antagonize them."

Elijah looked tense. Ronan was right—they couldn't afford to cross the Shadowtiger.

So, Elijah went over to Sebastian and said, "Mr. Wilder, the Shadowtiger Clan is not a force we can provoke. Why don't you leave for now?"

"I'm grateful for your concern, but I'm not going to be leaving today. I'm curious to see just what these people are going to do about me," Sebastian responded.

He then ordered a Supreme Liquor worth 300 dollars before drinking it all on his own.

Elijah was about to stop him when Lillian said, "Don't waste your breath, Grandpa. I've already tried to stop Mr. Wilder earlier but to no avail."

Elijah sighed long and hard before going to Fisk's side. "Mr. Fisk, could you kindly consider resolving this issue amicably out of respect for me?"

Fisk said apologetically, "It's not that I don't respect you, Mr. Smith. This young man is just too disrespectful and needs a lesson he'll never forget."

"If you let Mr. Wilder off this once, I'm prepared to offer you a contract for an order worth two billion dollars. What do you think, Mr. Fisk?" Elijah asked persistently.

Fisk immediately wavered. They'd earn a profit of at least several billions from such a large contract. It'd be a great addition to their family's wealth.

"Don't take the offer, Dad. Otherwise, the Lisbons and us will never gain any respect here in Ravenview City again," Tyler exclaimed.

Fisk nodded. "My son is right. I'm sorry about this, Mr. Smith."

"The Shadowtiger's Mr. Miller has arrived!"

Everyone instantly turned to the entrance and watched as a row of men marched in. A middle-aged man was at their lead, exuding a domineering air even though he was not the strongest-looking among the group.

"Mr. Miller!" Fisk greeted happily and went over to welcome Andrew.