Chapter 498 Parker

Chapter 498 Parker

"Dang it, I knew Jeremy was playing me!"

"I'm gonna make him regret it!"

Ava immediately recognized the voice as Oliver's, the guy who got dissed and kicked out of the Mitchell Villa when he tried to team up.

Meanwhile, Oliver also spotted Ava.

His eyes, slick and indifferent, slithered over Ava like a snake, finally fixing on the mask covering her face.

"I knew it was some little pest. Turns out it's one of Johnny's goons."

Oliver sneered, "Since I'm not in a good mood, why don't you come and entertain me now!"

Ava's brows furrowed beneath the mask.

Oliver's mean jabs hit her hard, especially his creepy gaze lingering on her waist and the edge of the mask, making Ava feel a wave of disgust.

Oliver was clearly directing all his anger towards Johnny and his pent-up frustration at her."What's the matter, cat got your tongue?"

Oliver stepped forward, almost bumping into Ava, "Or are you just a lapdog trained by Johnny to beg for mercy?"

Oliver's fingers lightly reached towards the edge of her mask, his oily words leaving no doubt about his intentions.

Just as his repulsive fingers were about to touch the cold mask, Johnny's calm voice echoed in Ava's mind, "...If provoked, no matter who it is, as long as they are from the Carter family, you don't have to be polite. This mask and I give you the confidence."

As a member of the Davis family, Ava wasn't one to back down, especially with her current undercover identity giving her a solid reason to act, a loyal guard, defending Johnny's honor was only natural.

In a flash, Ava's movements were swift, like a lightning bolt tearing through the sky, the icy blade angled upwards with a sharp sound cutting through the air, heading straight for Oliver's reaching hand.

Oliver's mocking expression froze, his earlier smirk now making him look more like a fool, especially the brief look of horror in his eyes that amused Ava.

Oliver realized Ava wasn't messing around. He let out a yelp, hastily retracting his hand in embarrassment, almost stumbling backward. Despite his quick reflexes, Ava still left a long mark on his expensive silk sleeve.

As the sharp blade sliced through the delicate fabric, Oliver could feel the blade almost touching his skin, the icy chill making his hair stand on end.

How dare she!

Just one of Johnny's lackeys, how dare she treat him like this!

Oliver was both shocked and furious, hastily covering his torn sleeve, his face turning red with anger, his eyes almost spitting fire.

This woman, wearing Atticus's mask, with her captivating figure, dared to draw a sword on him!

The feeling of humiliation instantly overshadowed his fear of being attacked. 

Oliver stared at Ava, as if trying to freeze her in place.

"Darn it, you're just Johnny's lapdog, yet you dare to point a sword at me. I'm his own brother! Or are you trying to get rid of me as competition for the family inheritance?"

Just then, a playful and observant male voice echoed from the shadows of a nearby pillar.

"Well, well, Oliver, your taste is really something. You even want to play with Johnny's 'pup.'"

Following the voice, Ava saw a man emerging from the shadows. Ava couldn't help but be surprised because this man's skin was different from theirs, a deep, rich color, like a piece of chocolate on a plate.

"You have the nerve to show up in front of me, Parker!"

Oliver looked even angrier, not even acknowledging Ava, who had just sliced his sleeve. He took two steps closer to the man called Parker, "It's you! Tell me, did you use the Bailey family's trust to attract other families to support me, deliberately trying to compete with me for the family heir position?"

A glint of darkness flickered in Ava's eyes. It seemed this man was the other troublemaker Johnny had mentioned.

Parker didn't seem bothered by Oliver's approach. On the contrary, he seemed more at ease, with a hint of a smile on his face.

"How could that be?"

Parker sighed, "Although Jeremy may have said so, it's undeniable that you've garnered the support of many small families for this scheme. They all hope you'll overthrow Johnny and become the next leader of the Carter family. Is that my doing as well?"

Oliver snorted, "What about the rumors in the family that I'm planning to hand over the Carter family's interests to the Bailey family? How do you explain that?"

"Well, I'll explain it to you, but I think not everyone should hear the conversation, especially..."

Parker's gaze landed on Ava. He casually strolled towards her, his face displaying a knowing smile, but his sharp eyes locked on Ava, brimming with undisguised curiosity.

"Atticus? Is that how I should address you? But..."

He rubbed his chin, seemingly speaking casually, "I don't recall Atticus being this skilled with a sword. And she seems taller than you, her figure... I believe on this matter, Oliver would have more say than I."

Parker's words stirred the calm waters. Oliver, already riled up, now felt like his mind was a volcano about to erupt. 

His fury couldn't be contained, and Parker's doubts about Atticus paled in comparison to Oliver's rage.