The Three Little Guardian Angels

Chapter 2752

Nick laughed "Hate is no longer the appropriate word to use

"Whether you want to come with us now or not, that's not up to you, Nick. As long as you're still one of the descendants of the Wickams, you must come back with me!"

Arthur had made himself clear Even if he had to tie his son up and drag him back home, he would never tolerate his refusal at this moment.

Dylan and the others became anxious, fearing that those men would forcibly take Nick away

At this time, Sunny walked briskly into the training center with a cane and with Mahina's support, with one hand behind his waist. "Yo, I was wondering why the training center was so noisy and lively so early in the morning. It turns out that you've come, Mr Wickam."

Arthur looked a little upset. "Mr Southern, why are you in Bassburgh too?"

"Cam is in Bassburgh, so it's only natural for me to be here too. Today, I've decided to come and pay my apprentice a visit. I really didn't expect that I'd bump right into you."

With a kind smile on his face, Sunny motioned Dylan to bring him some tea and then sat down on the couch. "If all you wanted was for Nick to return with you, did you need to mobilize so many men? If Nick was willing to follow you back, you wouldn't even need to come all the way here to drag him home."

Arthur did not like what he heard. "Mr. Southern, this is our family's matter."

Dylan walked up to Sunny and poured him some tea.

Sunny picked up the teacup and looked at him meaningfully. "I know, but Nick is also my apprentice. Thus, isn't his matter my matter as well?"

"Did you come here only to support my son?"

"I've always cherished the talented people around me, so since the Wickams don't appreciate his strength and don't want to promote him, shouldn't I take over and show him his value?" He refuted Arthur with only one sentence.

It satirized Arthur's favoritism toward his second son, which was known even to outsiders. As for Noel, the second son of the Wickams, he had always been inferior to Nick in terms of strength, ability, and even morality, but he was able to inherit the Wickams as its latest patriarch.

A piece of trash was valued and doted on by the Wickams, while the more capable Nick was left out in the cold. This had been causing a lot of dissatisfaction among many.

Arthur mocked Sunny in return, "Mr. Southern, I know you don't have a son, and you've been raising Cameron as a son for years. Now that she's married to the Goldmanns, there's no one left to inherit the Southerns. So, you have your eyes fixed on someone else's son now?"

Faced with his ridicule, Sunny did not show any anger but responded with a smirk, "It doesn't matter if the Southern Clan isn't inherited by someone from the Southerns. After all, I've established such a strong foundation over the years. We have many capable men who would devote their whole life to the Southern. Clan, so we'll prosper no matter who the next leader is.

"However, the Wickam family is another story. It's always been a well-known and prosperous family in Southeast Eurasia, but perhaps that new leader, that spendthrift, might ruin everything for you. Ruining the family's foundation is fine, as you can always rebuild it. But if he ruins the family's reputation, I wonder what you plan to tell all the previous patriarchs of the family when you reunite with them in the afterlife."

"You!" Arthur's expression looked a little embarrassed, and his masseter twitched. He got up angrily and left the premises.

Nick walked to Sunny's side "Master"

Sunny took a sip of tea from his teacup. "Your father is as blind as a bat, truly visionless. I really pity him."

After saying that, he placed the teacup down. "I heard that Noel has made a huge fuss in Southeast Eurasia recently, so I think that's why your father has come searching for you this time around. His only objective is to get you to resolve this matter on Noel's behalf.

"I heard that the other party is a local mafia from Madripur, and the gang has quite a background. If you really were to make a move, maybe you'd have to take over this whole matter and clean the mess yourself."

Nick lowered his gaze. "I understand."

Sunny got up with his cane and faced him. "Nick, frankly speaking, you're one of the apprentices that I value the most. If you don't mind it, I can take you in as my godson. And from now on, you'll become one of the members of the Southerns."

"Master..." Nick stared at him in surprise.

Sunny raised his hand and placed it on his shoulder. "I took you in as an apprentice of mine and watched you grow up throughout all these years. I already consider myself your half-father. So if you want..."