Son-In-Law Gets an Upgrade
Chapter 603

Chapter 603 Alex

"Mr. Lane, how are you?" Zander hastened forward to greet him. "It's been a long time. Are you having an enjoyable stay here?"

Bob studied Zander and recognized him to be the lackey of David Zucker. He recalled that Zander was the proxy sent by David when they were in business together.

"Got your

wrist broken by someone, did you? How embarrassing it must be for David," teased Bob good-naturedly.

Though Bob and Flynn owned a legitimate business, they were major figures from the underworld.

Though Sakura Club's influence and power were far from that of the Zuckers and Taylors, the fact that they operated from the shadows and outside the reaches of the law was what caused Flynn's reputation to strike fear in the hearts of the powerful families. Not only that, Flynn was also a fearsome fighter.

As his right hand man, Bob would have commanded respect even from David.

As Zander's name was not even memorable to Bob, the former felt the need to tone his behavior down in the latter's presence.

"We ran into a country bumpkin who scratched my car and dislocated my wrist. The nerve of people these days."

Bob chuckled. "I'd like to see the offender for myself."

When Bob approached, Obadiah's men parted ways and allowed him to gaze upon the trio who they had surrounded.

The next moment, his eyes met Alex's.

"You're still enjoying poking your nose everywhere you can, Bob?" he teased. "Have you grown tired of going legitimate and are looking forward to getting back to your old ways?"

Bob felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end, hardly daring to believe that the man who was surrounded was Alex.

I can't believe I'd actually said those demeaning things about Alex! He must have heard me.

Alex was not only a member of the Jefferson family in Lumenopolis, but he was also a

Master of Martial Arts whose skill was so deadly and prestigious that many of his adversaries would just perish without being able to put up much of a resistance.

To be able to prove himself worthy to be Alex's disciple, Bob trained with Charlie every day at dawn.

Even Flynn kept the pace of his training up for fear of being second to Alex.

Though his heart was pounding with fear, he managed to recover himself quickly. "Alex," he murmured as he sank into a deep bow. "Pardon my insolence, I did not know that it was you."

The crowd was dumbfounded at the sight of Bob's sudden change in attitude.

How could Bob, the second in command of Sakura Club and hardened murderer lower himself so much before Alex?

Zander was still motionless in shock when Alex pointed at him.

"Do you know this dude?" he asked Bob.

Bob shuddered as he suddenly became aware that it was Alex who Zander had offended. Without another word, he strode forward and landed a tight slap onto Zander's cheek before grabbing a fistful of his oily hair and tossing him at Alex's feet with such force that the ground trembled.

Zander gaped up at Bob in disbelief.

"Why did you hit me for, Mr. Lanc?" he whimpered, biting his tongue to endure the pain.