Chapter 257 BMW 7 Series
"Ahhh!" Gideon's screams echoed through the hall, grabbing everyone's attention.
Now, all eyes were on Noah, like he was a dead man walking.
"Today is the Benson Family Head Inauguration Ceremony, a solemn occasion, and he's causing a scene and hitting people!"
"Yeah! This is blatant disrespect to the Benson family!"
"And he hit Gideon, the future heir of the Winchester family!"
"He's offending two of the four major families in Oceanbridge City!"
"Even if the Benson family lets him off, the Winchester family won't!"
"He's as good as dead."
The crowd pointed at Noah, whispering among themselves, their gazes cold and mocking.
"Security! Security!" Gideon lay on the ground, shouting. Noah had stomped on him a few more times, leaving him in excruciating pain, his face contorted.
Four or five security guards heard the commotion and prepared to stop Noah.
"Hold up." A calm, ethereal voice rang out, carrying a hint of authority.
The security guards turned around, their expressions changing to one of respect. "Ms. Benson!"
It was Lily who had spoken.
"Just watch from the side and don't interfere," Lily said calmly, her gaze falling on Noah.
"Understood!" The security guards quickly stepped aside.
"Where are the security guards? I'm in so much pain! Get this demon out of here!" Gideon continued to shout.
Two minutes had passed, and still, no security guards had appeared.
The onlookers' expressions changed.
At an event like this, the Benson family's security would never be so lax.
There was only one explanation: the Benson family didn't want to stop this.
Or rather, they couldn't afford to provoke the young man causing the trouble!
Realizing this, the crowd's expressions changed dramatically, gasping in shock.
"Could he have some hidden identity?"
"Otherwise, why would the Benson family stand by and do nothing?"
Noah kicked Gideon a few more times and then looked at him.
"Gideon, I apologized to you and even called you Mr. Winchester. Who knew you'd be so ungrateful? Did you really think you could bully me?"
"Let me make this clear: go back and tell the head of your family that the logistics cooperation will happen, whether they agree or not!"
With that, Noah turned and walked out of the Royal Garden.
Gideon struggled to get up, coughing, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. He glared at Noah's retreating figure, his eyes cold.
"Noah, so what if you're good at fighting? The logistics cooperation is a matter for the Winchester family! We're a major family; do you really think you can force us to comply with your strength?"
"This isn't something that can be solved with brute force. Besides, the Winchester family won't care about a mere couple thousand dollars!"
Noah left the Royal Garden.
"Mr. Anderson, you're out so soon?"
Seeing Noah, Ally immediately approached, looking at him in surprise.
"Why are you so dirty?"
Noah's clothes were covered in food and drink, emitting a strange smell.
"I accidentally got it on me." Noah smiled and took off his jacket, holding it in his hand.
Ally quickly took a photo of Noah, saying, "Mr. Anderson, there's no need to hide it from me. Clearly, you didn't behave well inside and got food thrown at you by those high-society folks!"
"Sigh, did you do something rude in there to get treated like this?"
Noah smiled without responding.
Ally continued, "Mr. Anderson, I told you to behave yourself in there. I get that you're eager to join high society, but you can't just break the rules!"
"You should listen to advice. If you'd followed my suggestions, this wouldn't have happened."
Ally's nagging was getting on Noah's nerves.
"There's nothing to worry about. I'll be leaving now. I'll let you know when I need that million dollars."
With that, Noah walked towards the parking lot.
A white business car sped away.
"A GMC Business Star!" Seeing Noah's car, Ally's expression changed to one of anger.
"Mr. Anderson! He secretly bought a car worth tens of thousands of dollars and didn't tell me! He must think that million dollars is his own money!"
Ally quickly took out her phone, snapped a photo of Noah's car, and then pulled out a notebook, writing:
[Noah received a million dollars and seems to have undergone a significant change in attitude. Not only is he acting like a nouveau riche, but he's also becoming unreasonable. He secretly bought a car without informing the show, likely thinking the million dollars is his own.]
[And he cares about his image. He didn't follow my advice, got food thrown at him at the ceremony, and claimed it was an accident!]
Half an hour later, Noah drove back to Summit Retreat Oasis.
Gideon's attitude made it clear that soft tactics wouldn't work with the Winchester family. He'd have to use force.
Noah pondered how to make the Winchester family agree to the logistics cooperation.
The best method would be to cut off the Winchester family's various partners and trade chains, just like he did with the Benson family.
If the Winchester family didn't agree, he'd destroy them.
But this task couldn't use family resources, so that method was out.
"Looks like I'll have to think of something else." Noah rubbed his temples. If all else failed, he'd use money.
He'd go directly to the head of the Winchester family and offer tens of billions as a deposit. With that kind of sincerity, he couldn't believe the Winchester family wouldn't agree.
But he'd save that method for the last resort, as it was too costly.
Even with money, he couldn't spend it recklessly.
As Noah was deep in thought, he heard the sound of an engine outside.
A black sedan pulled up to the villa.
The car was entirely black, with sleek lines and a long body, over five yards long, longer than the Mercedes E Noah had bought.
"A BMW 7 Series." Noah glanced at the car, recognizing it immediately, but his expression remained unchanged.
The car door opened, and a man and a woman stepped out.
It was Larry Garcia and Sarah Wilson!
Larry wore sunglasses and a silk suit, looking quite affluent.
Sarah wore a long dress with a diamond necklace around her neck, glittering and clearly expensive.
"You're home!" Larry walked up to Noah, taking off his sunglasses and smirking.
"What's up?" Noah looked at Larry and Sarah.
Their outfits combined were worth about a million dollars. It seemed Larry had landed a big project recently and suddenly had money.
But this didn't affect Noah's attitude at all.
"Of course there's something. Why else would I come to see you?" Larry handed Noah a red invitation, grinning proudly.
"This is an invitation. Sarah and I bought a new house, also in Summit Retreat Oasis. We're having a party in a couple of days, and you better come!"
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