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The Invincible Mercenary King (Haylan Jaber)

Chapter 397
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Chapter 397

Haylan was experiencing an inexplicable sensation deep inside him.

He had worked with many beautiful women when he was carrying out missions bnefore.

However, he had never felt like this.

Especially after kissing Reign, his heart began to race, and his face turned red too, his ears hot.

These were unfamiliar feelings that he had never experienced before.

He stared at Reign.

Although he could not see Reign’s expression, from his angle, he could see that her neck and ears

were red.

Different from a mischievous, domineering and cunning Reign, she appeared more nervous, shy,

fragile, and sensitive when he kissed her.

Seeing her like this, Haylan reminisced about the time he spent overseas with Reign

The image of her bathing in the pool kept playing in his mind, and he couldn’t shake it off.

His heart was thudding violently at the memory.

Although Reign had her head lowered, she could sense Haylan staring at her, but she didn’t dare to

raise her head. Her heart was pounding like thunder, and her face and ears were red and hot.

Despite the awkward quietness, there was still a hint of happiness between them.

They stood quietly, feeling closer to each other.

It was as if there was a gravitational force that was drawing them closer.

“Ms. Labenz, what a surprise! It seems we’re really fated to meet again so soon.”

As they stood there in silence feeling the sweetness in the tranquility, a very annoying voice disrupted

the atmosphere. Horace appeared on the deck with a smile. ruining the beautiful moment.

Reign took a deep breath and suppressed the panic in her heart, trying to calm down. Then, she turned

around and glared at Horace and roared, “I don’t want to talk to you. Get lost!”

This guy’s appearance was really a damper to the romantic atmosphere.

Horace was taken aback, little expecting the first word out of Ms. Labenz’s mouth was like that.

He had just appeared and hadn’t said anything wrong, but why was Reign so rude to him?

“Haylan, let’s go.”

Reign decided she couldn’t be bothered with Horace, Having said that to Haylan, she braced herself to

leave.

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“Hold on there!”

Horace’s gaze turned cold. He stopped in front of Reign and said in a deep voice, “Ms. Labenz, don’t

be so impolite, maybe one day we’ll be friends or something.

You’ve been giving me cold reception time and time again. This makes me very very much unwell’

He had already met Reign for the third time. But never had once their meeting ended happily, which

upset him.

Now, at the top floor of the yacht, the deck, people around them were all rarely seen VIP’s or

personages of prominence.

Those dignitaries were standing on the deck, taking in the scenery, sipping coffee, or making

conversation.

Yet Reign remained frosty under such circumstances, and even told him to get lost. How could Horace

tolerate this? And if he did not do something to fight back, his dignity would be further damaged.

“So, you’re trying to threaten me like your subordinates?” Reign asked.

“Ms. Labenz, I think there must be some misunderstanding between me, or, you’ve misunderstood me.

I never intended to threaten you. And I’ve never offended you, right? It’s you who always treated me

with such a manner, and you even told me to get lost, so I suppose you’re the one guilty, aren’t you?”

Horace said.

“Then what do you want?”

“When faced a man you’ve met no more than three times, you should at least be a little polite and

respectful of that man,

isn’t it?”

“Alright, then please get lost, intoned Reign flatly.

Horace was rendered speechless.

Hearing Reign’s words, Horace’s face darkened.

He was lost in bitter thought.

He, as the young heir of Zabel family, was tall, handsome, and wealthy. He had conquered many

celebrities with his status, looks, and stature. Even some renowned beauties had fallen for him would

put themselves at his mercy.

But why this woman seemed so different? He seemed so weak before her.

Horace was a little angry, but a flicker of anticipation began to soil in his mind.

“It would be more interesting to conquer such a beauty!” he thought to himself silently.

He revealed a smile that he thought was very handsome and said, “Ms. Labenz, these three Swan

Cruises were also built by our Zabel family and they would cost an ordinary rich man a leg and an arm.

Now since you’re sitting on my Zabel family ship and are a guest, li’s not very apt ofr you to be so rude

to me, the host, right?”

Ive already used the word ‘please.”

Reign said in a frigid voice, her face impassive, ‘Mr. Horace, even as the host, you can’t restrict your

guests’ freedom. So please step aside!”

Horace remained silent, his face cold.

A brawny man behind him stood up, speaking coldly, “Ms. Labenz, Mr. Horace is being magnanimous.

Don’t be ungrateful.

This man stood 6.5 tall, exuding an imposing aura. His very being radiated terrifying pressure.

His gaze was as sharp as a knife staring coldly at Reign.

Reign’s face darkened as she looked at Horace, wondering if he was going to stop the man or not.

Horace made no move to stop him.

It was obvious that he wanted to intimidate Reign and make her submit.

“Is this how the Zabel family treats their guests, Mr. Horace?” Reign taunted with a slight furrow.

Horace didn’t respond, only staring coldly at Reign.

If she insulted him repeatedly, he thought, why should he treat her with etiquette? He had already given

her many

chances.

The brawny man said coldly, “The Zabel family have always repaid their beneficiaries as well as

enemies. If the guest is magnanimous, we’ll naturally entertain them lavishly. But if the guest is too

rude, he’ll be welcomed with our hunting

Tilles.”

His voice was cold, loud, and buzzing.

Reign grasped the threat in his words.

Horace decided to use his old trick if manners wouldn’t work, he’d resort to violence!

This man even mentioned “hunting rifles’, clearly treating her as an enemy.

Haylan’s gaze turned cold as he stood before Reign, speaking in a deep voice, ‘So you’re threatening

us?”

Only then did Horace notice Haylan. His eyes were cold and contemptuous as he said, “You’re just a

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security guard. Who else do you think you are? I’m talking to Ms. Labenz. It is not right for you, a lowly

peasant, to interrupt our conversation, understand?”

“If you continue nagging at me, believe it or not, Mr. Horace, I’ll throw you into the sea to feed the fish”

After boarding the ship, he investigated Reign and Haylan’s backgrounds. He learned Haylan used to

be Reign’s security team’s leader, now her bodyguard.

So Horace despised Haylan even more, thinking he was superior to Haylan and didn’t take him

seriously at all.

“Lowly peasant?” Haylan’s gaze turned frosty, feeling insulted.

Horace smiled coldly. With disdain, he said “Charlie Jaber came from Leiston’s mountains. In the

1970s, he and his parents moved to Lightdom City, settling in the slums. His ancestors were poor

peasants for three generations!

Charlie Jaber’s son, Haylan Jaber, with high school educational qualifications. Spent eight years

abroad, information

unknown. Now serving as the leader of Mapleturz Group’s security team.

Haylan Jaber, with your background and profession, if you’re not a lowly peasant, what are you?

A destitute peasant like you, whose ancestors are all farmers, are not qualified to participate in a

gathering of nobility like us, let alone on the same boat.

You know what, just the aura of poverty on your body makes me nauseous. So you’d better stay away

from me.

Weren’t it for Ms. Labenz’s sake, you wouldn’t even board this ship.”

Though familiar with Haylan’s background, he remained arrogant and contemptuous, coldly said, “Poor

dick. Even as the department head of Mapleturz Group’s security department, you’re still no more than

a homeless dog in my eyes!”

“You’d better shut up now. Otherwise, I’ll throw you into the sea right away!

I hate people pointing at me!” Haylan’s eyes were cold. Without further ado, he grabbed Horace’s finger

and broke it.

Crack!

A crisp sound was heard, and Horace’s finger was broken instantly.

“Ahhh!” Horace’s expression changed drastically as he let out a heart-wrenching scream, which

shuddered the gentlemen.

around them.