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nWorld Entertainment City was a famous entertainment joint in DC, where many rich children liked splurging their money at.

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nHalf an hour later, Lucas and Jordan’s car stopped at the entrance of the World Entertainment City.

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nIt was a bright night, and the entrance to the World Entertainment City was bustling with business. There were all sorts of fancy cars and beautiful girls gathered there.

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nTheir appearance didn’t attract much attention.

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nLucas stood in front of the resplendent plaque at the entrance of World Entertainment City with a hint of nostalgia in his eyes.

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nJordan followed Lucas’s line of sight and saw the bright and dazzling signboard. He chuckled. “World Entertainment City, what a domineering name! I wonder what kind of person the owner is. Let’s see if he can be as domineering as the name of his club!”

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nLucas smiled. “You’ll meet him soon.”

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n“Where the hell did these two punks come from? How dare they talk about our boss? You’re in no place to comment about our boss!” An extremely provocative voice suddenly came from behind them.

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nLucas and Jordan turned around and saw a group of roguish-looking lackeys approaching them. The person who spoke was a blond-haired young man in the lead.

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nLooking at these people who seemed to be here to start a fight, Jordan was itching to make a move and rolled up his sleeves.

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nLucas reached his arm out to stop Jordan.

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n“We were just talking on our own, and we didn’t insult your boss. You don’t have to act so aggressively, do you?”

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nOn account that these people were that man’s subordinates, Lucas surprisingly chose not to make things hard for them because he was in a good mood.

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n“Hmph, this is the entrance of the World Entertainment City, and our boss is a distinguished big shot. How can nobodies like you say anything about him? You can’t make a single remark about him!” the blond-haired young man said aggressively.

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nLucas smiled lightly. “We were just discussing whether he was worthy of such a domineering name as World Entertainment City. Did we speak ill of him?

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n“If I wanted to badmouth him, then I’d probably say that your boss is just an illegitimate son who can’t see the light of day, a coward who hides behind a facade because he doesn’t dare to meet anyone.”

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nThe blond-haired young man’s complexion immediately changed, and he shouted angrily, “You actually have the guts to insult our boss! I’m not going to spare you!

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n“Brothers, come cripple these punks!”

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nHe was the leader of this gang. With his command, the people behind him immediately grabbed their weapons and charged toward Lucas.

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nJordan had long been itching to make a move after seeing this group of gangster-like lackeys. Without waiting for Lucas’s order, he charged forward.

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nIn less than five seconds, Jordan knocked all these lackeys to the ground.

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nHe just wanted to play with these lackeys, so he barely exerted any strength. But even so, he beat them to the ground in an instant.

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nFacing these people, Jordan felt like an adult bullying a group of pres-school children. He didn’t feel any sense of accomplishment.

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n“That’s it? How lame!” Jordan pursed his lips in boredom.

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nHis face full of disbelief, the blond-haired young man stared at Jordan, who was acting as if nothing had happened after knocking down all of his people.

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nAll the passersby were astounded by this almost one-sided fight that ended extremely quickly.

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n“Now, do you still dare to stop us from badmouthing your boss?” Lucas said with a smile.

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nThe blond-haired young man returned to his senses with a flushed face, but he still said firmly, “Our boss is my hero. He took us in and prevented us from starving to death on the streets. No matter who you are or how powerful you are, as long as you badmouth my boss, I will stop you!

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n“Even if I can’t beat you and end up getting killed by you, I won’t let you badmouth my boss!”

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nHe was shuddering with fear in the face of Jordan’s terrifying strength. But facing Lucas’s question, he still straightened his back and raised his high unyieldingly and valiantly.

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nSeeing the blond-haired young man’s appearance, Lucas admired his loyalty.

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nAlthough he was just a lackey, he had a greater backbone and more loyalty than many others.

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nLucas smiled. “Okay, I’m just joking. I don’t want to hit you, let alone kill you. I’m your boss’s friend. Tell him that Lucas Gray is here.”

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nThen he ignored the blond-haired young man and the surrounding crowd and walked straight into the club.

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nThe young man thought about it but decided not to stop Lucas. He immediately called his boss. “Tyler, there’s a man named Lucas Gray who claims to be your friend here. He’s already entered the club!”

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nWhile they were speaking, Lucas and Jordan had already entered the club and saw the staggering luxuriousness.

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nThe club was indeed worthy of being a famous entertainment joint in DC. Its level of luxury was far beyond Little Atlantis City’s.

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n“Lucas, you sound like you’re friends with the boss of this club. Do you know him?” Jordan asked curiously.

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nLucas nodded casually. “Yes, but it’s actually not appropriate to call him a friend. He’s my cousin.”

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n“Huh?” Jordan was astonished.

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nIf the owner of the club was Lucas’s cousin, wouldn’t it mean that he was a Hutton too?

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nRealizing the reason for Jordan’s shock, Lucas sighed and said, “Yes, he’s a Hutton, and just like me, he’s an illegitimate child. His father is the brother of that man!”

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nJordan’s expression became extremely complicated.

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nThe person Lucas was referring to was naturally his biological father, Michael, the current helmsman of the Huttons.

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nHe didn’t expect Michael’s brother to have an illegitimate son as well. Was it the Huttons’ tradition?

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nOr was it common for such corny things to happen among wealthy families?

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nJordan was suddenly at a loss for words.

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nAt this moment, surprised laughter came toward them.

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n“Lucas Gray! You’re actually here! It’s been years since we’ve met!”

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