The Soldier's Unsurpassable Honor

"Hey, hey, what’s wrong? Master Wilson, why did you tear it? Didn't we agree to signing the contract

today?"

Ivan was dumbfounded at the scene. His head was ringing and the Taylor family was waiting for him to

g o home and celebrate. Could this whole thing be ruined?

"Sign your a**!"

Master Wilson sat on the sofa and said angrily, "Last night, I did not even drink my coffee or do

anything I wanted to. Not only was my reputation ruined, my restaurant was trashed and I did not dare

to even say a word throughout the ordeal!"

"How could that be? What’s going on?”

"I knew it, is it Fane? This bastard had the courage to trash your restaurant?”

"Wait, that’s not right, where were your men? Don't you have a ton of them? Were they no match for

Fane?”

Ivan inhaled sharply. He thought that Michael was successful with Selena last night and did not expect

the opposite to be the case.

He did not understand how this happened even after Selena’s consent.

Michael became pissed upon thinking about what happened last night. "Fane didn't do it, he wouldn't

have the guts to. How could he even possess that ability? It was the second daughter of the Drake

family, that b*tch Tanya Drake!"

"No way, Tanya Drake? Why was she there?"

Once again, Ivan was shocked after hearing that it was Tanya. It was the Drake family after all; there

were plenty of families trying to please them.

"Here's what happened, this Tanya Drake coincidentally walked past our restaurant and saw that the

interior design was decent. Because of that, she decided to go in for a meal, but..."

Defeatedly, Michael continued, "This Tanya Drake is s o lifeless that she likes going around causing

trouble. She's so annoying!"

Ivan finally understood what had happened last night. He stayed silent for a moment before saying,

"Master Wilson, look, it was an accident. None of us expected Tanya Drake to show up, did we?"

He paused and pulled another contract out of his briefcase. "Therefore, I can't be blamed for that.

Thankfully I've made a copy of the contract. Master Wilson, let this go and sign it, shall we? Okay? Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

Please remember all the years we've been friends!"

"Sign my a**!" 1

Master Wilson did not hold back from shaming Ivan. H e turned his face away and said, "You’re the one

who gave me the sh*tty idea to get Selena and now I've yet t o get her. I've also suffered quite a loss in

my restaurant as well. Did you really think I'm still going t o sign the contract with you? Based on the

fact that I haven't asked you for compensation, I’m already being compassionate enough about this! I

used to have a good rapport with Selena, but now I can never get near her again."

"But Master Wilson, my grandpa and the others thought that I’d be signing the contract. They're waiting

for me to go home and celebrate."

Ivan’s face turned sour and pleaded, "I can't be blamed for this. If it wasn’t for the Drake family's

second daughter, wouldn't you have succeeded?"

"So let's wait till then!"

"Escort the guest out of here!"

Meanwhile, it was lively at the Dorsett Hotel's private room.

Old Master Taylor was all smiles. The private room was huge; it was big enough to fit three large

tables. Everyone was happy.

"Let's just wait till Selena’s family and Ivan arrive, then we shall begin!”