Legend of Dragon Son-in-law

Chapter 434: Chapter 434 Plain Water_1

“Focus on driving!”

Itai Huntington once again adopted her high-powered, icy CEO demeanour.

“Truly a woman of ice and fire!”

Julius Reed couldn’t help but exclaim, “A woman’s face changes faster than flipping a book.”

“Isn’t it all about who it’s for? With someone as handsome and dashing as you, who knows how to please a woman, I have to be a bit gentler.”

Itai Huntington licked her lips seductively, “After all, ‘beauty is in the eye of the beholder,’ don’t you think, young master?”

Julius Reed chose not to talk.

He simply leaned back in his seat and fell asleep!

Soon enough, they arrived at the shooting range.

This particular shooting range was located in the bustling heart of Gonzalez City!

From afar, they could see that many luxury cars were parked at the entrance.

There were those worth millions, and even tens of millions!

And there were no less than a hundred of them!

This made Julius Reed wonder if all of Gonzalez City’s wealthy had gathered here today?

“What’s the matter? Little brother, which one do you like? I’ll have someone buy it for you right away.”

Itai Huntington said from behind him.

She was not joking. With her financial power, buying out the entire shooting range would be a piece of cake.

“When I find one I like, I’ll tell you.”

Julius Reed didn’t flat-out reject the offer—after all, only fools would pass up on a freebie!

Besides, by pushing Itai Huntington to the forefront, the benefits alone were worth more than several luxury cars.

Once the Gonzalez City Business Alliance was truly established, the profits would be immense!

This was a coastal city, not only capable of domestic trade but also of exporting overseas, truly realizing the strategy of exporting to internal sales, creating an international brand to later sell to the domestic wealthy.

After all, the moon always seems brighter from afar.

Once Diamond parked the car, the trio headed towards the entrance.

After showing a membership card, Itai Huntington led the two inside.

“They require a card?”

Julius Reed noted that the entrance check was very thorough.

“Of course. Do you know what the threshold for this card is?”

Itai Huntington flaunted the membership card in front of Julius Reed. “There’s at least thirty million as a deposit in there, serving as a symbol of one’s status.”

“Extravagant!”

Julius Reed gave a thumbs-up.

A thirty-million-dollar deposit essentially blocked many people from even entertaining the thought of entering.

To put down thirty million, one would need assets worth at least several hundred million.

And it had to be in cash, not real estate.

Otherwise, if the cash flow stopped, wouldn’t it be desperate?

“What? Little brother likes it? Big sister will give it to you then. After all, what’s mine is yours, and who knows, maybe I’ll be yours in the future too.”

Itai Huntington pursed her lips and smiled, hooking her arm through Julius Reed’s. “Big sister knows you’re strong, but here in Gonzalez City, it’s easy to dodge an open spear and hard to guard against a hidden arrow. If you go in with me, maybe it’ll deter people from wanting to harm you.”

Although still charming in her smile, her words were unusually serious.

“So this is why you brought me to the shooting range!”

Julius Reed pretended to realize suddenly, “You haven’t really fallen for me, have you? That would be a bit messy, I have a wife so, how about being my mistress?”

No matter what, Itai Huntington was at least showing her loyalty.

Even if it was just for show, having the courage to stand by his side when his enemies were looking down on him called for considerable bravery.

“If you dare to take me, I dare to be your lover. But you’ll have to check with the tigress at home.”

Itai Huntington whispered in his ear teasingly, “Otherwise, you can take me home tonight.”

Indeed, it wasn’t propriety but rather her natural impropriety that characterized Itai Huntington.

Julius Reed gently pushed her arm away, speaking with moral righteousness, “My wife’s supported life is delicious; I have no desire to be fed by you. Otherwise, wouldn’t all the men in Gonzalez City hate me to death?”

When he said this, Itai Huntington actually felt there was some sense to it.

This man, whom everyone looked down upon, had actually married Quella Radcliffe, a somewhat famous figure in Gonzalez City.

If she started hanging around with Julius Reed, it would instantly maximize the enmity.

So, she stopped pretending to be close with Julius Reed and went straight to the shooting club.

It wasn’t until they entered that Julius Reed realized this shooting range wasn’t solely for shooting!

While shooting took up a large part of the space,

there were also swimming pools, fitness centers, and yoga studios!

Practically everything you’d find in a regular leisure and entertainment venue, they have it here!

“I’m going to play for a while, do you want to come with me?”

After arriving here, Itai Huntington felt right at home, expertly changing into the gear, stowing her belongings, and preparing to shoot.

“I’ll hang out at the café for a bit. Oh, and I didn’t bring any money, you know, living off a woman and all…”

Julius Reed rubbed his fingers together.

“Pfft!”

Itai Huntington laughed outright, stuffing a membership card into Julius Reed’s hand, “There’s enough money in there for you to drink coffee here for a year.”

“Okay then, you have fun!”

Julius Reed took the card without any formality, didn’t even say thank you, and headed straight to the café.

On the way there, he encountered plenty of handsome men and beautiful women. Many came over to greet upon hearing Itai Huntington had arrived.

A few early birds who observed the dynamics between the two couldn’t help but give Julius Reed a few glances.

The café inside the shooting range was quite impressive.

It occupied an area of more than five hundred square meters, and this was just one of the indoor cafés, also a part of the shooting range.

There were more than a dozen waiters standing therein.

As soon as they saw Julius Reed enter, they immediately bowed in unison.

This display was akin to the emperor’s procession of old.

“A cup of coffee!”

Once seated, he looked around and realized there seemed to be no menus.

By this time, the café was already teeming with men and women, all of them wealthy without exception.

Most were here on dates.

Just considering that a card with a thirty-million deposit was enough to prove one’s status, one could understand why!

Quite a few men inside had, unbeknownst to many, brought numerous ladies over.

“Sir, what kind of coffee would you like?”

The waiter asked politely.

They dared not neglect such distinguished guests in the slightest.

“Well… give me the cheapest one.”

His request immediately drew the attention of most people around him.

Those who came here were either rich or noble; how much could a cup of coffee possibly cost?

Most directly ordered by the name of the coffee, while only a few, looking to show off to the girls they brought, would boldly call for the most expensive cup.

Julius Reed was probably the first to ask for the cheapest one right off the bat.

“Sir, please wait a moment.”

The waiter was taken aback but quickly recovered.

Anyone who came here was wealthy; they craved the prestige.

Such an odd customer was indeed a first for them.

“Hold on!”

Apparently oblivious to the unusual glances from those around him, Julius Reed called the waiter back.

“Sir, may I help you with something else?”

The waiter immediately turned around, standing up straight.

“How much is the cheapest one?”

Julius Reed inquired.

“888 per cup,” replied the waiter truthfully.

“How about boiling water, does that cost anything?”

Julius Reed asked again.

“Sir, this is a café…”

The waiter looked uncomfortable.

“Is the owner of this café the same person who owns the shooting range?”

Julius Reed pressed on with his questioning.

“Yes.”

The waiter felt like he was about to explode.

“Since it’s the same owner, just give me a cup of hot water. It’s free, hurry up, I’m thirsty!”

Julius Reed gestured with his hand, urging the waiter on.