Relentless Pursuit After Divorce
Chapter 343. Teach him a lesson_1

Chapter 343: 343. Teach him a lesson_1

The people present at first didn’t understand the meaning behind the sudden remark from Harry Hall, and they were all stunned for a few seconds.

Then, seeing Harry place his glass of wine in front of Mr. Wood, with a casual demeanour as if he were an old friend just passing the time, that is, if Harry hadn’t said the following words, "I’m giving you a chance, drink it."

Mr. Wood had already been infuriated by Harry’s dismissive attitude, and seeing his self-righteous look now twisted his nose even more in anger.

With a raise of his hand, he flung the wine glass Harry had passed over to the side. Upon hearing the "clink" of the glass shattering on the floor, the sound seemed to ring in the hearts of everyone present.

Especially for those who had come with Mr. Wood...

If they had been unsure about the meaning of Harry’s previous comment, "It’s getting chilly," now they fully understood.

Remembering a trending catchphrase on the internet recently—

It’s getting chilly, it’s time for the Wood to go bankrupt.

They shivered and looked at Mr. Wood’s face, which remained oblivious, with a hint of sympathy. After a moment of hesitation, they chose to protect their own interests.

Harry wasn’t oppressive, he just swept his indifferent gaze across Mr. Wood’s face, his murky eyes as if viewing a dead man.

"Let’s go."

He took Helen Melendy’s hand and started walking out on his own.

Helen Melendy had been wanting to get rid of Mr. Wood at this opportunity, and even though she was extremely disgusted with Harry, she smartly followed him out of the private room.

"Stop right there!"

Mr. Wood had first been splashed in the face by Helen’s drink and then ignored by this arrogantly self-important man who suddenly appeared, feeling like he had lost face, and he wasn’t going to let him take the girl away that easily.

He kicked aside the chair next to him and strode toward the entrance, reaching out to grab Harry’s shoulder, but before he could do anything, Harry spun around with swift motion.

"Bang—"

A loud noise erupted in the private room, and Mr. Wood had been kicked by Harry against the TV feature wall of the room, then lying on the floor, clutching his stomach and groaning in pain.

On his face was a grimace that carried a hint of fear, and he didn’t dare to spew more threats but clenched his teeth and glared at Harry, managing to say "You’ll wait."

Harry didn’t even spare him a glance and simply pulled Helen away.

In the room, the club manager, who had been standing quietly aside, gave Mr. Wood a sympathetic look after Harry pulled Helen away, then nodded his head courteously, thoughtfully helping to close the private room’s door before leaving without another word.

The people who had come with Mr. Wood regretted their guts green, having encountered such a difficult character; they would never have dared to make advances if they had known about Lawyer Melendy’s connection to Harry.

"You... Do you know this guy with the surname Hall? Who exactly is he, I’m going to make him pay!"

Mr. Wood, clutching his stomach, struggled to get up from the floor and began to threaten everyone around him while holding onto the table, only to see everyone looking back at him with eyes full of sympathy and helpless love.

"Old Mr. Wood, sorry, but this time, we can’t help you."

"What do you mean by that? He’s just a lawyer, what can he possibly do to me!"

The people in front didn’t say a word, just looked at him sympathetically, and gradually, Mr. Wood too sensed that something was off.