The Formidable Son-In-Law: The Charismatic Lucas Gray - Chapter 1171

1171 The Helmsman of the Waltons
Albert nodded solemnly. “I have to go. Since this matter concerns the lives of the Waltons, I must treat it seriously!”

Clinton said with surprise, “Concerns the lives of the Waltons? Is it that serious?”

“What do you know?” Albert chided. “Anyway, don’t belittle that young man. Take Nick and come with me to the restaurant immediately. We’ll go apologize to him!”

“What?! He killed my son, your grandson Jacky, and you want to apologize to him? Why?!” Clinton immediately screamed, finding it unacceptable.

Albert snorted coldly. “Idiot! If you’re not willing to do it, we’ll have to watch the Waltons be destroyed!”

Seeing that his father had lost his temper, Clinton didn’t dare to say anything else. He could only agree reluctantly, “Yes, I understand.”

After Clinton left, Albert sighed and picked up his phone to make a call. “The Waltons are in trouble now. We need your help.”

On the other end, a harsh and authoritative voice said, “Give me the place and time!”

Albert looked at his watch. Lucas had only given them an hour. Deducting the time Clinton took to get home, there was about half an hour left.

“We’ll meet at the Hampton Restaurant in DC in half an hour,” Albert said over the phone.

“Got it.” The other party’s answer was extremely simple, and he immediately hung up.

Hearing the other party agree, Albert heaved a sigh of relief.

As long as this big shot helped, the Waltons’ crisis might be resolved easily.

…

In the VVIP room on the top floor of the Hampton Restaurant…

Leaning against the seat, Jordan looked at Lucas and asked with a smile, “Lucas, it seems like you’re finally planning to take over all those top families in DC. You’re amazing!!”

He gave Lucas a thumbs up, his face full of respect and admiration.

Lucas laughed. “What do I need those families for? Generally, if they don’t provoke me, I can’t be bothered to care about them.”

Jordan said, “Lucas, you’re being too humble! As far as I know, the helmsmen of several of the eight families in DC, like your mother-in-law, the head of the Howards, are very respectful to you. I heard that Ms. Howard has said publicly that she plans to hand over the family to Cheyenne.

“And the Huttons, they’re completely on your side now, and even Jace doesn’t dare to go against you anymore.

“The Smiths have pledged allegiance to you and listen to all your orders.

“Also, the Williams and the Piers don’t dare to offend you easily.

“If you add everything up, more than half of the eight top families in DC are already on your side, or at least they don’t dare to offend you.

“If the Parkers replace the Waltons, your power will be even greater. Isn’t it impressive to have most of the top forces in DC on your side?”

Lucas glanced at the excited Jordan. “Are you that free now? If you think you have nothing to do, I can arrange a few more tasks for you.”

“No, don’t!” Jordan hurriedly begged for mercy, “I’m just thinking aloud. Lucas, don’t send me somewhere faraway!”

At the side, Kenneth and Ray listened quietly to their conversation.

But after they heard what Jordan said, their expressions changed slightly. They were extremely shocked.

Kenneth and his father didn’t expect Lucas to have accomplished such great achievements even though he had only been in DC for about two months. He had already subdued so many of the eight top families of DC, whom many people didn’t dare to offend.

If news about this got out, the entire upper-class circle of DC would be in an uproar.

Over the years, no one had ever been able to gather so many of the eight top families. Lucas was the only one!

This made the Parker father and son, who were about to face the Waltons, feel fortunate.

Lucas had the backing of three of the eight top families, and another two didn’t dare to offend or disobey him. In that case, what could the Waltons do?

At this moment, the two of them were full of confidence, and they were no longer worried about the Waltons’ revenge.

At this moment, someone knocked on the door of the private room. The lobby manager stood outside and said nervously, “Mr. Parker, the Waltons are here!”

Ray immediately looked at Lucas. After getting a nod from him, he said, “Bring them here.”

Soon, the lobby manager led a few people into the VVIP room.

There were three people.

They were Clinton; Nick, who was wheeled in on a wheelchair; and a white-haired old man.

The old man was standing in the middle of them. He was obviously Albert, the helmsman of the Waltons.

After entering the room, Albert glanced at everyone here and quickly locked his gaze on Lucas. “What an outstanding young man. You must be Mr. Lucas Gray.”

Lucas smiled in response to Albert’s respectful attitude and sharp observation. Then his smile faded as he said, “Mr. Walton, since you’re here, you should know what happened. But I don’t know if you’re aware of the real cause of the matter.

“After all, when your son brought people here to settle scores with me, he didn’t ask about the cause. All he said was that might makes right. All that matters is who is stronger. Mr. Walton, do you agree?”

When Albert heard this, his heart suddenly raced for some reason. He actually felt the aura of a superior from Lucas, which made him experience difficulty breathing.

This young man definitely wasn’t ordinary!

What Lucas said made Albert feel an ominous premonition.

He glowered at his son and then smiled apologetically. “My son can be quite uncouth sometimes. Please don’t mind him, Mr. Gray. Speaking of which, I really don’t know what happened. Could you please explain it to me?”

Lucas looked at Albert and said, “I was here for a meal with some people today, but your grandson Jacky suddenly got fresh with a girl in our group. He even pulled her into his room and tried to violate her. Your other grandson, Nick, then brought a group of people to take revenge and wanted to make all the girls stay behind to accompany them.

“Later, your son brought more than a hundred people here and wrecked the restaurant’s entrance. He even declared that he would make us die miserably. Tell me. Whose fault do you think it is?”