Rebirth of the Villainous Female Boss
Chapter 968 - Chapter 968 Chapter 941 Failure to Catch the Adulterer Leads

Chapter 968: Chapter 941: Failure to Catch the Adulterer Leads to Being Detained (Thanks to kateliu for the silver reward +70 more chapters) Chapter 968: Chapter 941: Failure to Catch the Adulterer Leads to Being Detained (Thanks to kateliu for the silver reward +70 more chapters) Back in his new house, Camden put the alcohol and dishes he had snatched back together with the skewers he had just bought on the roadside and asked Kiara with great seriousness.

“Friend, what do you think of this place?”

“It’s nice, just lacking a female host.” He was enjoying himself, and she was playing along energetically.

“You shouldn’t talk about women when drinking–uh, although an appropriate conversation might actually benefit family harmony.” Camden, deeply engrossed in his role, almost blurted out the classic line men often use when they drink and pretend to be something they’re not. Sensing a murderous vibe, he quickly changed his tune, putting on a righteous expression.

“How about I tell you how good my woman is?”

Kiara waved her hand dismissively.

She, too, wanted to step out of that role and share what was on her mind, to be honest. It didn’t matter to her what role he was in when he talked to her; the important thing was that they were having a great time together.

“Forget it, while you’re still unmarried, let’s just drink and be merry. After all, human emotions aren’t limited to just the love between men and women.”

Kiara filled their glasses, then pointed at him, “Aren’t you going to take off your clothes? It must be so uncomfortable like this.”

She also undid two of her own buttons.

“Do you do this when you’re drinking with other men?” Camden was obviously a bit jealous this time.

“I do have quite a few male friends…but only in front of you would I do this. You see, my husband is a man who gets jealous very easily. For the sake of family harmony, there are some things you need to be careful about.”

She looked at him with a smile brimming with meaning,”You shouldn’t discuss matters of men and women while drinking, come on, fill it up.”

Their positions at that moment inadvertently made Mario Yuno think back to when they first met, when he had forcibly brought her here, also with food, and she had tried to intimidate him with disgusting scenes from movies.

This little beauty was finally going to be brought into his home, and he hoped she could be carefree every day. Clearly, today, she had something on her mind, and Mario Yuno, after a silent drink with her, pondered over how to unravel the worries in her heart.

But outside the door, several of Mario Yuno’s elders were having a silent discussion using hand gestures.

They could hear some of the conversation from inside, and to these elders, it sounded like an outright illicit affair unfolding before them–how could this be allowed to happen!

All of them had seen Youngest Brother of Yuno Family grow up; how could they stand by and let the child make such a mistake before marriage?

Absolutely not!

The old man who was eavesdropping happened to live downstairs from Mario Yuno’s house and was quite close to the Yuno Family. According to seniority, Mario Yuno should address him as Second Uncle, so it wasn’t an overstatement to call him a senior member of the family.

Thinking it over, the old man decided it was better not to inform Mario Yuno’s father for the time being. He brought a few retired old men from the courtyard to catch them in the act, intending to assess the situation before deciding whether or not to inform Youngest’s parents.

As elders who had watched Youngest grow up, they were heartbroken and utterly despised his behavior of bringing a woman home to drink before his marriage. When they came over, they had discussed it: if the youngster had the gall to go too far, they would step in for his father and beat him black and blue.

These retirees were all significant figures before their retirement, spending their days nurturing plants and animals and playing chess. The sudden turn of events rekindled their youthful fervor, as if they had returned to their prime.

One old man took out a piece of iron wire and proudly showcased it in front of everyone, showing off a skill honed over many years, which could finally be put to use again!

The old men nudged him, telling him not to be pulling calves and to get on with the real business at hand!

Mario Yuno was pouring a drink for his friend Sophia, when the elders outside were no ordinary folks, but was Camden someone to be trifled with?

Upon hearing that barely perceptible sound, a sharp gleam flashed in his eyes. He gestured for Kiara to be silent with a “shh” and then signaled her to go upstairs.

Having been with him for so long, Kiara understood his temperament. Although Camden often joked around with her, whenever he got serious, it meant something was up.

With a tacit understanding, Kiara pretended to chat and drink with him as if nothing was amiss, creating the illusion of normalcy while she made her way upstairs. Their home was a split-level; once up the staircase passageway, there was a sculpture that had been moved from her previous house, the one with the big sword.

Kiara ascended the stairs quietly, clutching the metal sword. While it wasn’t sharpened and was merely a decorative item, it could still serve as a temporary defense if necessary.

Meanwhile, Mario Yuno, bottle in one hand and his family’s garbage bucket in the other, approached the door silently. He was curious to see which petty thief dared to cause trouble in his family’s neighborhood.

When elder Brother developed this residential area because of its prime location and quality buildings, it was pretty much designated for specific people. Those who lived here were mostly friends and acquaintances; money alone couldn’t guarantee a spot.

Guarded by the city’s top security company, it was renowned for its safety. Yet someone blind enough to walk into a trap had appeared, and Mario Yuno was determined to teach them a lesson for showing off a sword in front of Lord Anderson’s place!

As the door cracked slightly, it seemed someone was peeping inside. Seeing no one on the sofa but with the drinks and dishes still there, the old man grew puzzled.

He pushed the door wider bit by bit… and then a tad more.

No sooner had he poked his head in than–wham! A bucket came down!

All he felt was something covering his head; everything went dark, and then he was yanked into the house by the collar.

The other elders who were waiting outside for the lock-picking report saw someone getting dragged in as soon as the door opened. By the time they realized what was happening, they saw their point man with a bucket over his head, covered in a mess of spilled garbage, leaving them dumbfounded.

Mario’s quick actions were the result of years of training; ordinary people were no match for him. With one swift move, he had apprehended the intruder, readying the wine bottle for another blow to the head and determined to punish those daring to skulk around his home. His hand was already swinging down when out of the corner of his eye, he glimpsed the familiar-looking stunned elders outside… Then

he shifted his weight, and the wine bottle narrowly missed the old man, who was still covered by the bucket, instead crashing into the door frame. The glass shattered, and the fragrance of fine liquor filled the air.

One of the stunned elders outside flared his nostrils, unwittingly muttering, “Diageo, eh…”

What a terrible waste!

Another elder glared at him; seriously, with everything that was going on, he was still concerned about that?

Mario dropped the bottle, his gaze falling on the familiar elders, feeling utterly baffled.

“Uncle Patrick, Uncle Benjamin, Uncle Koo… instead of staying home, why have you come to pick the lock at my place?” he asked.

It was a good thing he was measured in his response. If it had been someone else who really followed through with the attack, what would become of these old men at their age?

And who was the old man covered by the garbage bucket?

The elder under the bucket lifted it off, his body still draped with all sorts of trash, looking ridiculous and pitiful, yet amusing.

Mario’s sharp eyes caught sight of an empty condom box hanging on the man’s shoulder… oh dear…

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