King’s Awakening - Chapter 101

Chapter 101: Chapter 101 Sherry Jones! You ‘d better know what’s good for you!

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Facing the reprimand of Old Madam Jones, Sherry Jones could only brace herself and approach Hans Weiden.

Her heart trembled even more when she faced Hans Weiden’s naked gaze, feeling a wave of fear.

However, for the sake of White Mitchell, she chose to stay firm.

On the other hand, Hans Weiden made no effort to hide his desire for Sherry. His longing eyes seemed to wish he could devour Sherry in one gulp.

This was apparent to Sherry, and the Jones family could feel it as well.

However, they were far from upset about it. On the contrary, they were pleased. They didn’t fear that Hans might harbor ill intentions towards Sherry, they feared that Hans wouldn’t have any interest in her at all.

Now, everything seemed to be developing as they had predicted, causing them to become even more satisfied with the situation.

However, this resulted in Sherry getting uncomfortable. She sat next to Hans, her nerves on edge every single second.

Finally, she couldn’t bear it any longer and pulled Old Madam Jones into a corner. Seeing this, Snowden Jones quickly followed them.

“Grandma, is Hans the only guest tonight? I can’t …” began Sherry with a troubled expression, but she was interrupted by Old Madam Jones.

Old Madam Jones, with a stern face, sternly said, “Sherry! I warn you! Don’t you dare back out now after things have gone this far!”

“It took us a great deal of effort to invite the son of the Weiden family over. If he didn’t have feelings for you do you think he would lower himself to come to our house?

Even if you have to act, you will act beautifully during tonight’s dinner. Otherwise, we’re all in deep trouble!”

“Grandma, but…” Sherry began quite helplessly. At this moment, Snowden, wearing a spiteful look, walked to Sherry’s side.

“What’s with the buts? You should be satisfied that Mr. Weiden is still interested in you. No one is asking you to offer yourself to him all you have to do is accompany Mr. Weiden for a meal. Is that so hard?”

“Are you worried that with all of us here, Mr. Weiden will devour you whole? Ridiculous!

Don’t forget, you owe the trouble that White Mitchell is in now to offending the Imperial Group. Now that Mr. Weiden is generous enough to extend his hand for help, what more do you want?”

Snowden looked at Sherry with scorn, then continued, “Moreover, Mr. Weiden is being very straightforward and not vague like White Mitchell, who only offers empty words and brags.

Just yesterday, I told Mr. Weiden that you were facing some troubles and without another word, he started to take action. It didn’t even take a day for Mr. Weiden to make the Woods and Thomas families jump around in chaos.

Given what he has done for you, what’s wrong with accompanying him for a meal? Is that such a big deal?”

Just after Snowden finished speaking with Hans, news reached them that the Woods and Thomas families were undergoing internal restructuring. Therefore, Snowden naturally assumed it was the doing of Hans.

Also, considering the prestige and status of the Weiden family in Sayon, it was not at all difficult for Hans to do such a thing.

Thus, the Jones family, including Snowden, had no doubts and didn’t think these incidents were related to White Mitchell.

Upon hearing these words, Sherry fell silent.

Seeing this, Old Madam Jones took the opportunity to incite, “Sherry, grandma is not forcing you to be with Hans.

You need to think, if you aren’t even willing to have a meal with him, why would he willingly help you? Not to mention helping a stranger like White Mitchell.

You don’t understand, I didn’t dare to mention your situation with White Mitchell in front of Hans, in case Hans would have objections. Then, it would be much harder for him to help White Mitchell.

More importantly, mind your words. No matter what, you have to accompany Hans through the meal and the rest can be discussed later. Okay?”

Upon hearing these words, Sherry began to waver.

If she could really solve White Mitchell’s trouble by accompanying Hans for a meal, she’d be more than willing to do it, even for ten meals.

The problem was that she worried Hans might have other ideas.

Just as Sherry was hesitant, Snowden, growing impatient, stared threateningly, “What’s with the dilly-dallying? Why is there hesitation!?”

Sherry Jones, you better know what’s good for you. I went through hell and back to bring Hans Weiden here, and Hans Weiden is not someone you can easily deceive.

If you disrespect him, not only will you fail to solve White Mitchell’s problem, but you’ll also pick a fight with the Weiden Family! You better weigh your options, can you and White Mitchell handle it?” This…

At his words, Sherry Jones felt even more troubled.

“Alright, enough with the noise, come here, Sherry, with Grandma around, Hans Weiden won’t dare to bully you.” Old Madam Jones intervened in a seemingly appeasing manner.

She was well aware of what was about to happen and they were simply playing good cop bad cop with Sherry Jones to manipulate her into submission.

Once Sherry drinks the wine they have specially prepared for her, their objective will be achieved.

Facing their threats and warnings, Sherry Jones was helpless. She reluctantly returned to her seat.

Next came the customary socializing. However, compared to the Jones family members eagerly trying to flatter Hans Weiden, Sherry Jones, who kept silent, seemed somewhat out of place.

One thing that did bring a bit of relief to Sherry was that the awkward tension between her and Hans seemed to have lessened over the years, and his speech was no longer as arrogant as before. He appeared easier to get along with.

Because of this, when Hans Weiden raised his glass to make a toast to her, she did not refuse.

To her surprise, during the meal, Hans Weiden even advised her not to drink too much which completely upended her impression of him.

Could he have really changed?

However, just as Sherry was privately toasting to her fortune, she gradually began to feel drowsy, as if her head were filled with lead.

But she had only consumed half a glass of red wine. How could she feel this way?

In her grogginess, Sherry rubbed her temple, through her blurry vision, it seemed as though everyone at the table was laughing at her.

Their laughter filled with a strange undertone, as if some conspiracy had triumphed. What was going on?

Before Sherry could figure out what was happening, she found herself collapsing onto the table.

At this moment, everyone watching Sherry’s fall immediately put down their glasses of wine and chopsticks.

Hans Weiden walked over to Sherry with an amused look, cruelly squeezed her cheek, and sneered, “Sherry Jones, does struggling help? You’ll still have to obediently end up in my bed.”

Seeing this, no one from the Jones family attempted to stop him. Instead, they said enthusiastically, “Mr. Weiden, a room has been arranged for you upstairs.”

“This hellhole you call a place is ruining my mood. It’s none of your business. Get lost.”

Hans Weiden contemptuously glanced at everyone, quickly picked up Sherry Jones, and left the Jones home. No one dared to stop him.

In a corner that Hans did not see, Mori Jones was terrified almost to the point of screaming.

She had been suspicious when the Jones family had unexpectedly sent her away. After contacting White Mitchell and learning that Sherry Jones was also away from White Mitchell, Mori realized that something might be amiss.

So, she stayed close to the Jones home just in case, and only when she saw this scene did she realize what happened.

It seemed like the Jones family and Hans Weiden had conspired to drug Sherry.

Realizing the urgency of the situation, Mori quickly informed White Mitchell, “White, hurry up! Something terrible has happened! Sherry has been taken by a man, and she seems to be unconscious.

I’m afraid he might harm her. I will follow them now. I’ll send you the location. Come and meet me as soon as possible. Remember, I mean immediately! ” Boom!

The second he received the call, White Mitchell’s face turned pale. His warrior-like momentum skyrocketed, and he stormed out of the hotel.

Seeing the serious look on White’s face, Kylin quickly prepared the car: “Superior, what happened? Where are we going?”

White Mitchell’s gaze turned icy, and he said coldly, “To kill..”