Chapter 501 - Chapter 501: Chapter 501 The Sissy Bodyguard_1

Chapter 501: Chapter 501 The Sissy Bodyguard_1

“Aron… Aron Jackson!”

Upon seeing Aron Jackson, Arvid Woody’s eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

“Is this venue yours?”

How did he only find out now?

“Indeed! This is a property under my name. What about it, Manager Woody, do you need me to show you the documents?”

After Aron said this, he clapped his hands, and his staff immediately brought the documents to Arvid Woody and swiftly unfolded them!

“This…”

Arvid Woody realized he had come prepared!

He was out to trap him!

Just as expected, Aron Jackson was no good!

Taking a deep breath, he forced himself to remain calm.

“Aron Jackson, just say it, how much money will it take for you to drop this!”

Arvid Woody sneered, “Let’s not beat around the bush. We’re all smart people here. This concert is very important to me. Name your price, as long as you restore the power, everything is up for discussion!”

He glanced at his watch, growing more anxious.

The concert had already been delayed by over twenty minutes.

Many fans in the audience had already started to leave, and those who stayed were cursing and complaining.

“General Whitaker, what are you talking about? I am a lawful citizen! As the venue owner, considering the safety of the thousands of people here, I reported the issue myself and called for the power lines to be inspected. Do you know how much money I stand to lose?”

Aron spoke with righteous indignation, “As a businessman, making money is important, but what’s more important than making money is conscience!”

He pointed to the people at the venue, expressing deep distress, “Look at this, tens of thousands of lives at stake. Doesn’t it pain your heart?”

“What exactly do you want!”

Watching the time slip away by the second, Arvid Woody felt like he was burning with urgency!

“I know I’ve offended you in the past, but that’s all in the past! I apologize to you! Aron Jackson, I’m begging you, please restore the power!”

He pleaded utterly helplessly.

Aron’s move to pull the rug out from under him was effectively deadly!

“Ah! What are you talking about? Why don’t you go up and have a look? The wires… the wires…”

Aron said somewhat guiltily.

“Aron! Have you got it all wrong, my people have been checking for half a day and haven’t found any faults! If it’s confirmed there’s no problem, I am going to resume the power supply!”

The engineer chimed in.

“There is! There must be!”

Aron looked up at the worker on the utility pole, asking, “Is there or isn’t there?”

“There is!”

The worker called out in response.

“Impossible! These are all your people! I’m going to check for myself! Once there’s nothing wrong, I expect you, Aron Jackson, to keep your word and restore the power!”

Arvid Woody quickly borrowed a set of tools and scurried up the utility pole.

“Where is it! There’s no issue at all, these wires are as good as new!”

He shouted down from above.

“Take another look!”

Aron responded from below, “Those wires are about to break, touch them and they could snap!”

“How could that be!”

All power was cut off for the purpose of the inspection.

Arvid Woody, eager to restore power, grabbed hold of the thick wire with one hand and shouted down to the engineer, “Look, I’m up here and there’s no problem at all, how could it possibly…”

“Restore the power!”

Aron said into his walkie-talkie.

“Zzt!”

A flash of light sparked.

Arvid Woody, hanging from the wire, immediately turned into charcoal.

“General Manager Whitaker wouldn’t listen to advice and insisted on climbing the high-voltage power lines; now, he’s been electrocuted to death.”

Aron Jackson spoke coldly.

“We all saw it; you couldn’t stop him!”

The employees under Aron Jackson echoed one after another.

“Go tell Nando Brandon and the others that General Manager Whitaker has died accidentally, and the concert is temporarily canceled.”

With a wave of his hand, Aron Jackson’s employees immediately ran towards the inside of the venue.

About five minutes later, an announcement came from the venue.

“Due to some unforeseen events, we’re unable to hold the concert as scheduled. Those who want a refund can do so later on our official website. We sincerely apologize for the terrible experience!”

“Furthermore, Nando Brandon and we will strive to hold the concert again in the coming days; we must satisfy everyone! At that time, fans who have not refunded their tickets will enjoy a concert that’s one and a half times longer.”

Amidst curses and commotion, Nando Brandon’s global concert at Gonzalez City Station was abruptly concluded.

And the entire team, having lost Arvid Woody, plunged into chaos.

In a bad mood, Nando Brandon found a hotel in Gonzalez City, hoping to go in and ease his mind.

But just as he arrived at the entrance of the venue, he happened to see the makeup artist who had done his makeup.

“Isaiah Kensington, tell me, what grievances have you suffered?”

At that moment, Sergei Harris held the inconsolably crying Isaiah Kensington, angrily asking.

“Sister-in-law, what exactly happened? Tell us! Who bullied you?”

Anna Harris was also there, asking along with him.

The siblings knew that Isaiah Kensington worked here and had planned to eat something together after she got off work. However, they didn’t expect to find Isaiah Kensington crying miserably at the entrance of the venue.

“It’s nothing! Let’s go.”

Isaiah Kensington wiped away her tears and shook her head.

Although Sergei Harris’s hot pot restaurant had reopened, it was no longer as profitable as before.

Suddenly many other hot pot restaurants appeared nearby, offering cheaper prices and better services.

Sergei Harris, who had briefly closed his shop before, was no longer able to make money as he used to.

Even within half a month, he had suffered losses of over a hundred thousand.

With no other choice, he temporarily closed the hot pot restaurant and went out to look for another job.

Isaiah Kensington was Sergei Harris’s girlfriend. When Sergei had sought refuge previously, he had sent Isaiah back to her parents’ home; only after making sure there was no danger did he bring her back.

But Isaiah was a strong-willed girl. Knowing the difficulties Sergei faced, she started looking for work everywhere, even picking up her old trade as a makeup artist.

But she had never expected that her biggest business deal would turn into a disaster!

“Yo! Look who it is, isn’t it that damn makeup artist?”

Already fuming with rage, Nando Brandon laid eyes on the makeup artist and his anger flared up, so he approached and scoffed coldly, “As expected, they’re all sluts!”

“What did you say!”

Sergei Harris frowned and stared hard at Nando Brandon, “Is it you who hurt Red’s face?”

“Correct! It was me! Who asked her to be so terrible at makeup! I was actually quite lenient; if it were now, I’d straight up swell her face!”

Nando Brandon said viciously.

His three-billion-dollar endorsement was gone, and the concert was a bust.

He felt absolutely terrible that entire afternoon!

“You’re asking for it!”

Sergei Harris’s eyes turned bloodshot as he looked ready to charge over.

“Stop! Let’s go!”

Isaiah Kensington desperately held back Sergei while shouting at Anna Harris, “Hold your brother back! Don’t let him do something foolish!”

“Oh, look at your wife! A poor man should have the consciousness of being poor! See the bodyguards by my side? You try me, and I’ll make you kneel and beg for mercy!”

Nando Brandon said with a sneer.

He had once been a poor man and became arrogant soon after making money, starting to look down on those with less.

“These bodyguards? Just like you, all wimps!”

Just then, a voice rang out from behind the crowd.