Chapter 147: A Taste of Your Sister‑in‑Law

Diego Santee stood at the auditorium doors, met the frost in Keaton Pamplin's eyes, and said, cool as ice, "What, still looking to get yourself thrashed today?" "You-" Keaton's face stiffened. The memory of this kid's brazen swagger burned his pride raw, anger rising like a flash flood. With no bodyguards at his side, he could only swallow it. "Hmph. We'll see." He snorted, strode into the hall, claimed a front-row VIP seat, pulled out his phone, and dialed Reed Jub. "Did you grab Camillia?" "Relax....