Chapter 252 Heading to the Foster Family
The Lewis Family was totally floored.
Just a second ago, they were getting the boot. How did things flip so fast? Could Larry really have pulled this off?
Ronan strutted over, smacking himself in front of Victor. "Mr. Lewis, my bad. I had no clue you were tight with the Epoch Group. I'd never have messed with you, no way."
Kyle shuffled over, looking sheepish. "Mr. Lewis, this was all on the Pearl Harbor Hotel. That guy's already been canned."
Calliope shot Kyle a look and said, "You're fired too."
Kyle's jaw dropped. "Ms. Wilder, this ain't on me. I've always busted my butt here."
"Pack your stuff and scram."
Calliope wasn't cutting Kyle any slack.
Sue showing up meant the Lewis Family had some serious clout. It also showed Larry was the real deal. Firing a few folks was the least they could do.
The other hotel managers kept their mouths shut.
Oscar, still sore from the beatdown, swaggered over. He pointed at Ronan, sneering, "You the one who sicced security on me? Let me show you what happens when you mess with the wrong guy."
He kicked Ronan, who hit the ground and stayed quiet.
Just then, Larry strolled over. He shook his head and stopped Oscar, "That's enough. Everyone should just check in and chill."
Oscar finally backed off.
Victor looked at Larry, all grateful, "Larry, thanks a ton."
Larry just waved it off. Calliope came up to Larry, looking all respectful, "Larry, what do you need to be happy? Should I swap out all the hotel managers and security?"
Larry shrugged, "Do what you gotta do."
Then he turned and walked away.
Jack showed up just in time and called out to him. Larry turned, looked at Jack, and said, "I'll handle Tiberius's issue."
Jack quickly said, "Thanks."
Larry left without another word.
The Lewis Family, led by Calliope, finally got a place to crash at the Pearl Harbor Hotel.
They all gathered in a swanky suite.
Harry couldn't help but ask, "Dad, what's Larry really capable of? No one in Sunset City wants to touch us, but Larry can get the Epoch Group on our side."
Oscar had a lightbulb moment, "Dad, remember at the Imperial Residence, there was this chick named Helen with Sue from the Epoch Group? She's now running the food department there."
Everyone suddenly remembered.
"Last time, Chloe wanted to ditch Larry because of Helen."
"Those two must be tight. Larry probably got Helen to help out."
Victor waved his hand, "Alright, everyone hit the sack."
They all left the suite and went to their rooms.
Larry drove off from the Pearl Harbor Hotel and called Grim Reaper.
Grim Reaper was already out cold. He woke up to the call and saw it was Larry. He picked up right away, "Larry, what's up?"
"I need the Foster Family's address."
"The Foster Family?"
"Yeah, Paul and his son Luke."
"Got it, I'll dig it up."
Grim Reaper hung up and quickly called HQ to fire up the intel network. Soon, he had all the deets on the Foster Family.
Larry then drove towards the Foster Family's villa with the info in hand.
Sunset City was a hot mess right now, with all sorts of players in the game. Getting Tiberius out using connections was a long shot. Besides Free, Larry didn't know any other big shots.
Free, being the Commander of the Five Armies, was running Sunset City and had eyes on him everywhere. One slip-up, and he was toast.
There was only one way to save Tiberius now: the same folks who put him in had to get him out.
Larry rolled up to the Foster Family's villa around 3AM.
But the lights on the second floor were still blazing.
Larry parked and made his way to the villa wall. With a little push, he vaulted over the several-foot-high wall like it was nothing. He didn't hesitate and dropped into the villa grounds.
He scaled the wall to the second floor and reached the balcony of the lit room.
Inside, Luke had tissues stuffed in his nose, still bleeding from Tiberius's punch. He was in a good mood, though.
He'd gotten back at the Lewis Family and met Lysander. With the Martinez Family backing him, he was set to be rolling in dough, and so was the Foster Family.
He'd dropped a million bucks to hire a celeb, and they were having sex in the room.
Larry reached the balcony and heard the unmistakable sounds of their fun. Even though he hadn't experienced it himself, he knew what was up.
He frowned and muttered, "It's 3AM, and he's still at it."
He thought about barging in but figured it was rude to interrupt.
He waited about ten minutes. The room finally went quiet. Only then did he push open the window and slip in.
A naked, curvy woman was snuggled up to Luke, her fingers tracing his body. She purred, "Mr. Foster, you promised to invest in a movie and make me the lead."
"Yeah," Luke chuckled, "Once I'm loaded, that's no problem."
Just then, the window opened, and Larry walked in. The woman grabbed the sheet to cover herself.
Luke was stunned for a second, then spat, "Larry, you loser, what the hell are you doing in my house?"
He scrambled to put on his clothes. Just as he finished pulling up his pants, Larry jabbed a silver needle into him, freezing him in place.
Luke's face twisted, "What did you do to me?"
Larry glanced at the woman, still hiding under the covers with just her head peeking out, and couldn't help but smirk, thinking, 'These rich folks sure know how to live it up.'
Hearing those sounds outside, it was hard not to be affected as a guy.
He decided that when he got back, he was definitely having some quality time with Chloe. Even if she wasn't into it, he'd make it happen. He'd been holding back too long.
He dragged a chair over and sat down, looking at the immobilized Luke with a sly grin, "You know why I'm here, right?"
Luke spat back, "Loser, what did you do to me? I'll have you locked up for trespassing. You'll spend the rest of your life rotting in jail."
Larry just sneered. He stood up, a handful of silver needles appearing in his hand, and quickly jabbed them into Luke.
Luke's face went pale. Larry pulled the needles out and tossed them into a nearby trash can.
"You can forget about getting it up ever again."
After Larry left, Luke frantically yanked off his pants. He roared, looking at the woman still hiding under the covers.
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