Chapter 92 An Existence Not to be Trifled with
The news that the assailant responsible for David's beating had been identified brought a surge of exhilaration to both David and old lady Quixote. David, consumed by a thirst for vengeance, clenched his teeth and demanded, "Dad, where is this man who dared to lay hands on me? Is he in custody? Once I've recovered, I'll personally make sure he regrets ever crossing me." Old lady Quixote echoed her grandson's sentiments, her voice laced with indignation, "How dare he harm my grandson! He must be made to pay."George Quixote, observing the pair's fury, felt his own anger ebb away, replaced by a calm resolve. He turned to Lily, who had been standing nearby, and said, "Lily, it's getting late. You should head home. We appreciate your help in getting David to the hospital today."Understanding the implicit dismissal, Lily nodded and said, "Uncle Quixote, I'll take my leave then. I'll come to visit David tomorrow." She cast a final glance at David before exiting the room.Once Lily had departed, George requested his assistant to do the same. With the door securely closed behind them, only George, David, and Old Lady Quixote remained in the sterile confines of the hospital room.George sank into the sofa, his gaze meeting Old Lady Quixote's questioning one. "George, what's going on? Who was it that attacked David?" she asked.David, too, was perplexed by his father's unusual secrecy. His mind raced with possibilities, and he blurted out, "Dad, did you secretly take care of the man who assaulted me?""I don't possess such capabilities," George responded, his voice steady. He then posed a question of his own, "David, tell me what truly happened tonight."Earlier, Fiorello had inquired about the incident, but he hadn't dared to ask about the details. George, knowing his son's reckless nature, could only hope that David hadn't overstepped his bounds.David shrugged nonchalantly, "It was just some low-level employee from the Visionary Futures Group. A beautiful woman with a captivating face, figure, and allure. She seduced me first, so I played along. But then, out of nowhere, someone dragged me into a room and beat me up."George's hand twitched with the urge to slap his son, but he held back, considering David's already battered state. Old lady Quixote, however, seemed unconcerned with the identity of the woman involved. She advised David, "You can have any woman you desire, but heed my words, steer clear of such women. They'll only bring you harm."David clung to his grandmother, his lips curling into a pout, "Grandma, you're the only one who truly loves me."George's patience finally snapped, "He should stay away from her. Otherwise, we won't even know how our family met its end."His outburst left both old lady Quixote and David stunned and confused. "Dad, what's gotten into you? She's just an employee. What harm could she possibly do? I want her. She's a married woman, and I've yet to taste that forbidden fruit," David retorted.George's anger flared anew, and this time, he couldn't restrain himself. He slapped David, causing Old lady Quixote to cry out in surprise, "George, what are you doing?"David, already in a fragile state, seemed to worsen from the impact. George pointed an accusatory finger at his son, his voice seething with anger, "The woman you harassed tonight is named Maggie. She's Fiorello's wife. Fiorello spent the entire night outside this hospital, seeking justice. The Quixote Group is on the brink of collapse because of your reckless actions. In a single night, we've lost at least 40 billion dollars in market value. And it all hinges on Fiorello's next move. Remember when you asked who attacked you? It was Fiorello.""Fiorello?" David's voice trembled with fear. "The Fiorello from the Visionary Futures Group?""Who else could it be?" George snapped. "I don't have the power to hold him accountable. We should count ourselves lucky he hasn't come after us yet."
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