Chapter 111: Welcome, Mr. Miller

"Dad, take it easy," Simone said as she got out from the other side, steadying the old master.

Since losing an arm, even walking seemed to be a struggle for him, everything appeared slightly out of sync.

Silently cursing Henry again in her mind, Simone tried to assist Rob forward, but he shook her off in displeasure.

"I'm not old yet!"

"Alright, alright," Simone said, her face all smiles, but internally she cursed Rob. "You old coot, if it wasn't for Fabio getting his act together, aiming to become the general manager of the Miller family company and needing your approval, do you think I'd bother helping you?"

Fabio emerged from another car, eying Multi Diner with curiosity.

"Grandpa, Dad, who do you think invited us here?"

After returning to the Miller family home, they had all received an invitation stating Multi Diner had a request for them.

Rob had initially been reluctant to come, but after seeing the caliber of the vehicles sent to pick them up, which didn't seem like a gesture from a minor family seeking the Miller family's favor, he reconsidered. Besides, it had been a while since he last enjoyed Multi Diner's cuisine, so he decided to come.

Now, looking at the red carpet on the ground and then at the "Welcome Mr. Miller" banner above Multi Diner, his heart bloomed with joy.

"Who could this be? I've never seen Multi Diner with banners before. Even the top four families wouldn't be allowed such a display by the restaurant's owner, would they? But... why is no one here to greet us?"

Logically, with a red carpet and banner in place, there should definitely be welcoming staff.

But the entrance was deserted, not even a doorman in sight.

"Never mind, the banner is enough," Rob instinctively assumed the "Welcome Mr. Miller" was meant for him.

"Let's get inside and see."

Rob said indifferently, "Perhaps an old friend of mine has come to Freton City to host me."

Simone and Fabio suddenly understood.

They themselves did not have the clout to cause such a commotion at Multi Diner.

It could only be for someone as esteemed as Rob.

Several individuals entered the hall, with Fabio wearing an air of haughtiness. He grabbed a waiter,"Excuse me, where is the Miller family's private room? We've been invited here for a banquet, and the Mr. Miller on the banner outside is my grandfather."

The waiter looked puzzled,"Our restaurant has been fully booked today. Besides, isn't Mr. Miller that gentleman over there?"

Fully booked?

Rob's face flushed with excitement at the grand arrangement,"Who else could Mr. Miller be, if not me?!"

He scoffed and looked over.

Simone caught his eye, so did Fabio.

"Henry? And that Mark?!"

Seeing the two men, the faces of the Miller family members stiffened with shock before clouding over with obvious contempt and loathing.

In their eyes, even though it was Evil Shadow that had sliced off their limbs, Henry was clearly outside leading people and did nothing to help. That was almost the same as if Henry had been the one to chop off their limbs!

Outwardly, they feared the soldiers led by Henry and seemed indifferent, but secretly they had been seeking out hitmen, looking to take Henry down.

However, the situation in Freton City had been rather strange lately.

The hitmen they contacted all said they were not working, and finally someone informed them.

Freton City had been restless; Evil Shadow was vanquished, and many assassins from Diony Country entered Freton City - some went missing, others died, no assassin wanted to take jobs at such a time.

"At least it's to Henry's good fortune that he's been able to live this long,"Rob squinted, concealing the hatred in his eyes.

Henry didn't have much talent, but he had soldiers; they couldn't afford to confront this sort of desperado.

"Henry, Mark, what are you doing here?" Fabio sneered, "Henry, you're a security guard, right? Why don't you go stand post? For an ex-military man, this seems like the right kind of job for you."

He didn't have the restraint his grandfather possessed and spoke his mind.

"Mark, you seem to be rather well-dressed today." Fabio scrutinized Mark's attire without recognizing anything particular, finding it inexplicably appealing, "What's a chef doing dressed up so fancy and showing up here?"

Henry remained silent, but Mark retorted angrily,"We've been invited to dine!"

"Invited, you?" Simone laughed, "You two don't actually believe that the banner outside was set up for you, do you? You are both rejects that the Miller family threw out, where do you get the nerve to walk in here? This invitation is for the Miller family!"

Mark wanted to retort, but he didn't know where to begin. Upon reflection, he realized that he really hadn't known any extremely wealthy people before. So, was it all because of the Miller family? Was he only treated this way because his surname was Miller? That couldn't be right; the Miller family was too large. It made no sense that only a few distant relatives were involved.

"What do you think you are here for? Just to eat?" Henry began, a sneer evident in his smile. "You're here to be ornaments."

"Ornaments?" Mark asked without thinking.

"While we dine, they kneel beside us, watching us eat," Henry explained indifferently, sharing his perspective.

The affairs of the Miller family were a nightmare in Isabella's heart. He had summoned three generations of the Miller family not just to show his sister that these beasts were not to be feared, but simply insects that could be squashed at any moment.

"What arrogant beasts!" Rob trembled with anger, unable to control his fury. What did it matter if Henry had soldiers and guns?

This was Multi Diner, where no one dared cause trouble.

"Bow and call me grandpa!" Rob commanded fiercely.

Simone and Fabio also glared angrily.

"Two stray dogs kicked out by the Miller family, huddling together for warmth?"

"Henry, don't say I didn't warn you. If you dare show off here, the owner of Multi Diner can have your body dumped in the mountains by tomorrow!"

"And," added Fabio, suddenly baring a fierce grin as he glanced at Miranda, who was hiding behind Mark, fear noticeable in her expression, "Mark, don't you find it strange? Why is it that your shop always attracts thugs?"

Mark was startled. "You?"

"That's right," laughed Fabio heartily. "I sent James your way. How do you like the friend I set up for you? I've been busy these days and haven't kept an eye on him. I wonder if he managed to get his hands on your wife yet?"

"Bastard!" Mark, fueled by rage, lunged at Fabio.

Fabio didn't even try to dodge, instead bringing his face closer.

After a few punches, his face was swollen and bruised, but once he overcame the pain, his laughter grew even more wild.

"You dare throw punches at Multi Diner?! You're finished, ha ha!"

After engaging in business, he had changed a lot, becoming even more sinister.

Provoking an attack and taking a few punches, so what?

He planned to draw out the powers behind Multi Diner, to use someone else's hand to eliminate both Mark and Henry!