Chapter 570

Seeing that Tyler was serious, Natasha and Patrick stood

up and stopped him.

"Tyler, speak and behave as you wish, but he is my friend. You better not

act recklessly." Patrick stepped forward and stood shoulder to

shoulder with Dustin, clearly taking his side. His actions shocked many.

It finally dawned on them why Dustin acted without restraint–

he had someone backing him.

"Patrick, no

one can stop me from killing my target, not even you." Tyler's expression

remained cold, not showing any sign of yielding. A rich playboy

was nothing in his eyes.

"There's no reason to go that far. You should forgive sometimes." Patrick

frowned slightly.

Tyler spat out, "Get lost. My bullets don't discriminate."

"You-

" Patrick's expression darkened. Even though they were both sons of afflu

ent families, he could never compare

to Tyler in terms of status and authority. If Tyler decided to use force,

he would be powerless to stop him.

"Mr. Grant, why are you so angry? Can't things be discussed nicely at a t

able?" At that moment, a middle–

aged man dressed in luxurious clothing walked in with his head held high.

"Hey, isn't that Roderick, Big Bucks Brooks? I can't believe he's here."

The crowd gasped silently in shock. As the person who controlled the econ

omy in Millsburg, Roderick was undoubtedly the wealthiest man there! His

words carried immense weight in the business world, and he commanded deep

respect from everyone.

As he walked in, he naturally took a spot beside Dustin, clearly expressi

ng his stance.

"What? Are you going against me too?" Tyler gave him the side eye.

Roderick responded calmly, "I wouldn't dare. I simply hope Mr. Grant coul

d mitigate the

circumstances."

"And if I don't?"

"I may need to reconsider my annual donation of one billion for your mili

tary spending." Roderick

flashed a smile.

"Ha! A lowly businessman is threatening me? Beat it, or I'll kill you

too!" Tyler's face grew cold. He was getting impatient. What was going on

today? Why were all these mediocre people bravely acting up against him?

"I wouldn't expect anything less from General Lionheart. You sure are mig

hty!" Suddenly, a commanding voice was heard by the door.

Everyone turned their attention toward the sound and saw a middle–

aged man in an army uniform

adorned with stars, indicating his high rank. He strode confidently with

a group of armed guards following behind him.

"The hell? That's Sir Moran! What brings such an influential figure here?

"

The crowd buzzed with excitement at his appearance, curious and astonishe

d expressions filling

their faces.

Sir Moran was a

lieutenant general. He controlled nearly half of the army in the Southern

Province. In terms of official rank, he stood half a notch higher than T

yler, who was only a major general. He sat at the top of the Southern Pro

vince!

The unexpected presence of a high–

ranking official left everyone wondering, as it was a rare sight to witne

ss him gracing any event.

"Keith Moran?" Tyler frowned slightly, seemingly surprised. He didn't exp

ect the Harmons to have the influence

to bring forth Southern Province's regional deputy chief.

"He's finally here!" Hector couldn't conceal his joy as the tension in hi

s forehead gradually eased. Hector had bided his time in silence, waiting

for the opportune moment. He had reached out to Keith a few days

ago, uncertain if he would stand up for the Harmons. Seeing him arrive, H

ector was relieved. With Keith Moran as the regional deputy chief in atte

ndance, Tyler wouldn't be able to act as he pleased.

This was Hector's trump card!