I Am the Ruler of All

When the Wynns heard what Kingsley said, their faces turned ashen.
Both Henry and Clarence looked especially ghostly.
Clarence tried to put up a fight. "Reene did manage to win the bid for the Coliree Group project, and I'm willing to admit that
much, but she can't even get out of bed right now. How is she going to helm the project?"
"That's right!" Alex stepped in as well. "What if Coliree Group decides to back out of the contract? You would've lost the bet
then!"
Kingsley frowned. "What's the matter? Are you guys trying to renege on our deal?"
"This doesn't count!" Alex declared arrogantly. "Has Reene even signed the contract with Coliree Group yet? If she hasn't signed
anything, then things could still change!"
Alex heard from the grapevine that Reene had been shot before the conference ended.
This meant that she had not had time to sign the contract with Coliree Group.
This gave him the courage to say what he said.
Kingsley stated impassively, "You don't have to worry about that. Even if the project has to be delayed for a year or two, Coliree
Group will not back down from the deal with Neveah."
"Just because you say so? Who do you think you are anyway?!" Alex pointed at Kingsley and shouted, "Stop trying to put on
your f*cking act in front of me! I've had it with you, you shameless wannabe!"
Clarence voiced his displeasure as well. "No matter what, Neveah belongs to our family! What right do you have to butt in, you
bum? Hurry up and get lost before I decide to settle the score with you for ruining my daughter's engagement!"
Meanwhile, Alice was on the verge of getting an aneurysm after hearing the way the Wynns were chewing out Reene and

Kingsley.
She yelled furiously, "I'm a doctor here in Hill Crest Hospital, and I'm warning you, stop disturbing the patient's rest!"
"Hahaha... A doctor?" Clarence glanced at her. "Well, I'm the chairman of Clark Corporation, a member of the Roseland
Chamber of Commerce! Even your hospital director would not dare to speak to me like that!"
Alice gritted her teeth in anger, but she could not refute him.
She knew very well that he was right.
The hospital director, Jefferd Church, would be nothing but courteous toward the Wynns.
He certainly would not ask the security guards to chase them out.
"This is so unfair! Is there really no way to deal with these rotten people just because they have money?"
When Kingsley heard Alice's complaint, he smirked. "Alice, do you remember the guy who brought Mr. Johnson over this
morning?"
"Yeah, I think he said his name was... Leoric Schneider?" Alice frowned. "We should be trying to find a way to get rid of these
heartless Wynns. Why are you bringing him up now?"
"I know just how to deal with them." Kingsley sneered before calling Leoric.
"Hello, Leoric. Are you still in the hospital?"
"Bring a bunch of guys over to VIP room 9 on the 17th floor of the second wing."
"Immediately!"
When Alex noticed that Kingsley was making a call, he snorted scornfully. "Hey punk, isn't it a little late to call for reinforcements?

By the time your people get here, we would've gotten Reene to sign over the company to us!"
"It's not too late." Kingsley checked his watch. "It would probably only take a couple of minutes to get here from the general
wards on the 14th floor."
As soon as he said that, a furious roar echoed from the corridor!
"Why the hell are you all standing around here? Mr. Nicholson? I'm here! Where are you, Mr. Nicholson?"
"Get out of my f*cking way! What the hell! Get lost!"
"Mr. Nicholson! Let me see who's the fool that's messing with you!"
Amid the angry shouts, the crowd of patients and their family members who had been eagerly enjoying the gossip quickly moved
aside in fear to carve out a path.
Leoric came charging over with a group of seventeen or eighteen other young men!
They were all bandaged in some way and looked like a group of hooligans out for blood!
No one had the guts to stand in their way.
When Leoric brought Joshua to the hospital today, he decided to bring along his men who had been beaten up by Kenzo.
He thought it would be best to get their wounds dressed and treat any inflammation.
Who knew that they would come in handy!
Over a dozen thugs made their way into Reene's room and backed the Wynns into a corner.
A couple of the younger Wynns tried to complain, but all they received was a tight slap across the face.

In the blink of an eye, the bunch of bossy Wynn Familymembers became a flock of frightened chickens cowering against the
wall.
Clarence's eyes began to twitch, and with a grim face, he said, "Hey punk, what are you..."
However, before he could even finish his sentence, Leoric's fist came flying at him!
"Hey, f*cker! How dare you speak to Mr. Nicholson like that?"