The Comeback

Chapter 4 You're Rubbish

Frank wanted to rush to help Bertha up, but he was blocked by the men who surged in.

"Boy, I advise you not to move, or the iron bar in my hand will stab you in the head immediately."

"As long as you dare to move, my baseball bat will blow your head off at once."

Frank desperately roared, "Bertha, get up! You are my woman, you can't kneel down to this rubbish."

In the final analysis, he only cared about his face.

Suddenly, a curse came from the door, "L-Y-N-C-H! How dare you make my daughter kneel down?! I have to tear you up myself!"

Her fat body rolled over like a tank, and the floor rumbled under her feet.

Sylvia said, "Stop her!"

But this shameless woman straightened up her chest and said, "Come on, you dare to touch me. I'll make you s****l harassment and rape."

That was to say, Fiona had broken through the barrier and come to Dylan.

"Dylan, you are such a loser. Don't bewitch people here. I have seen it just now. This woman has rented all these cars from the car rental shop. "

She pointed to Sylvia's nose and scolded, "You are such a bad fox. You conspire with Dylan to cheat my daughter."

"You think it's great to have a few stinky money. I think you're the real coquette. You helped him to calculate my daughter before he got divorced."

Frank burst out laughing, "Oh, that’s why you become rich! It turns out that you are all pretending. Ha-ha, it’s funny. "

"Dylan, is your salary enough to rent these cars for one day? Can't this coquettish fox help you pay in advance? "

"Tut Tut, how does it feel to be with a rich woman? It must be nice to get money without working, isn't it? "

Sylvia was mad. She and Dylan were brothers and sisters of the same father and mother. How could she tolerate such humiliation?

Pop!

She flicked her hand in Fiona's face, which made her turn around and then fall to the ground.

Then, he kicked at the crotch of Frank.

"Ouch!"

Frank wailed, lying on the ground and arching into a prawn.

Fiona got up from the ground and roared, "You b***h! How dare to beat me? I'm not finished with you!"

She sprang to Sylvia, but she was blocked by Dylan, "If you want to touch my sister, you have to beat me first. Go away!”

Dylan scolded like a fierce lion being ready to kill its prey.

Fiona looked at his cannibal eyes and retreated timidly.

Dylan stared at Bertha, "Don’t you still believe it? Your mother's eyes are dim, so are you? "

"Honey, I..." Bertha hesitated since she didn't know what to say.

Dylan snorted coldly, "I have said I will not forgive you, and I will not agree to divorce you. Behave well."

He pulled up Sylvia, "Let's go, I'll accompany you to have a good look at Philadelphia."

Returning to the hotel in the evening, Sylvia asked, "Brother, are you really not going back?"

"As long as you go back now, all the trillions of our assets will belong to you. If you don't go back, our family may not be able to hold on for long before its owner will change."

Dylan signed heavily, "Since our mom has died tragically, the only emotion to the Lynchs has been hatred. Their life and death have nothing to do with me. If the Lynch’s family falls down, you can come to find me. I promise, you won't be starve. "

"You can go back tomorrow. Your sister-in-law is gone. I can work hard."

Sylvia took out two keys from her bag, "Here is the house and car I have asked someone to buy for you. You can make do with it first. You can change it when you earn a lot of money later."

Just as Dylan wanted to refuse, Sylvia stared at him fiercely. “Don't refuse, or I'll throw it on the road to the tramp. "

The next day, Dylan sent his sister to the plane and went to work immediately.

There was a detailed information about ME Group in his pocket, which Sylvia had asked people to investigate.

As soon as he stepped into the gate, he was blocked by Cindy and Coco.

"Come on, everyone. Here comes the stinky takeout man again."

All of a sudden, the whole company ran to surround Dylan.

An employee pointed the camera at Dylan and yelled, "Tripod ready, camera ready, Cindy, you can start."

Cindy walked to Dylan high spirited, "Aren't you capable? Don't you want to strangle me? You'd better pinch me again!”

Dylan frowned and looked at them. It was obvious that they suffered from the loss of no evidence yesterday. Today they were well prepared.

Dylan said coldly, "Cindy, don't be out of line. Don't think that if you have a camera, I dare not hit you."

"I'm going to be that!. What can you do to me? Hit me! Hit me in the face!” Cindy pressed Dylan step by step.

Dylan said, "Get out of here. I'm not interested in you. Don't force me."

Cindy laughed, "Look, Dylan is a coward and a rubbish."

Dylan coldly looked at her directing and acting by herself. He didn’t want to be caught by her, and didn't want his rising plan to be interfered by these little fish and shrimp.

He had been in this company for more than a year, but these people had always regarded him as an alien, so he had never heard a good word from them.

Ridiculing Dylan had become their daily necessary condiment that they enjoyed it every day.

"You're good at takeout. But you don't dare to catch it. You're not a man. You'd better be a eunuch."

"Well, I have thought he was a real man yesterday. He turned out to be a coward. What a rubbish."

"How can a rubbish with no mom be a real man? Let's skip taking video evidence, just beat him."

"Are you scolding my mother again?" Dylan's anger arose in an instant.

In his emotional world, mother was the supreme existence.

He could turn a deaf ear to whatever they scold him, but as long as they dared to scold his mother, they would have to pay the price of bleeding.

"I think you are looking for death!" Dylan yelled angrily and rushed at the person who insulted his mother.