An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori novel Chapter 570

Chapter 570 

Seeing that Tyler was serious, Natasha and Patrick stood up and stopped him. 

“Tyler, speak and behave as you wish, but he is my friend. You better not act recklessly.” Patrick stepped forward and stood shoulder to shoulder with Dustin, clearly taking his side. His actions shocked many. It finally dawned on them why Dustin acted without restraint–he had someone backing him. 

“Patrick, no one can stop me from killing my target, not even you.” Tyler’s expression remained cold, not showing any sign of yielding. A rich playboy was nothing in his eyes. 

“There’s no reason to go that far. You should forgive sometimes.” Patrick frowned slightly. 

Tyler spat out, “Get lost. My bullets don’t discriminate.” 

“You-” Patrick’s expression darkened. Even though they were both sons of affluent families, he could never compare to Tyler in terms of status and authority. If Tyler decided to use force, he would be powerless to stop him. 

“Mr. Grant, why are you so angry? Can’t things be discussed nicely at a table?” At that moment, a middle–aged man dressed in luxurious clothing walked in with his head held high. 

“Hey, isn’t that Roderick, Big Bucks Brooks? I can’t believe he’s here.” 

The crowd gasped silently in shock. As the person who controlled the economy in Millsburg, Roderick was undoubtedly the wealthiest man there! His words carried immense weight in the business world, and he commanded deep respect from everyone. 

As he walked in, he naturally took a spot beside Dustin, clearly expressing his stance. 

“What? Are you going against me too?” Tyler gave him the side eye. 

Roderick responded calmly, “I wouldn’t dare. I simply hope Mr. Grant could mitigate the 

circumstances.” 

“And if I don’t?” 

“I may need to reconsider my annual donation of one billion for your military spending.” Roderick 

flashed a smile. 

“Ha! A lowly businessman is threatening me? Beat it, or I’ll kill you too!” Tyler’s face grew cold. He was getting impatient. What was going on today? Why were all these mediocre people bravely acting up against him? 

“I wouldn’t expect anything less from General Lionheart. You sure are mighty!” Suddenly, a commanding voice was heard by the door. 

Everyone turned their attention toward the sound and saw a middle–aged man in an army uniform 

adorned with stars, indicating his high rank. He strode confidently with a group of armed guards following behind him. 

“The hell? That’s Sir Moran! What brings such an influential figure here?” 

The crowd buzzed with excitement at his appearance, curious and astonished expressions filling 

their faces.