Adam Jones’s eyes narrowed, with a smile that didn’t reach his eyes, and this cold twist at the corner of his lips was particularly intimidating.
As he heard that word, the rage that sprang up in his heart could have burned these few people into ashes.
"My wife, whom I legally married, is just a mistress in the eyes of lowlifes like you?"
He laughed. He didn’t deign to waste words with such scum, but he absolutely couldn’t tolerate them treating his wife as a mistress.
"Go ahead and expose it, but before that, I’ll remember the debt of this little beast injuring my wife."
Adam Jones continued to pull Elly Campbell away, but how could these people let them go? Several of them lined up, blocking Jones’s path.
They hadn’t expected this woman to be Adam Jones’s wife, and they felt a moment of surprise.
Such a big shot was married, and there wasn’t a single bit of news online—could the rich really be this low-key?
Although it was strange, their focus wasn’t here at the moment; thinking they could extort a large sum of money from Jones, they couldn’t help but feel excited.
"Adam Jones, don’t think you’re amazing just because you’re rich. Your wife injured my son, and you think you can just walk away?"
Adam Jones curled his lips, the coldness in his eyes growing more intense, "The matter hasn’t been resolved yet, how could I possibly leave."
Upon hearing Jones’s words, a hint of barely noticeable excitement flashed in the eyes of those men.
These wealthy people can’t afford to lose face, and Jones is no different.
"President Jones said so himself, we don’t want to make a big deal out of this. Just compensate us casually, so we can take our child to see a doctor. Of course, we don’t want to waste Mr. Jones’s time."
Adam Jones glanced at the bratty child crying with tears and snot smeared all over his face, and there was not the slightest thaw in the temperature of his eyes.
"President, what happened?"
The driver, who had been standing at a distance, noticed the commotion and immediately rushed over.
The driver was a retired special forces soldier with excellent skills, and with him, Adam Jones had enough backup as if he had dozens of bodyguards from a security company.
Adam Jones didn’t want to talk nonsense with these people and directly said to the driver: "Keep them here, don’t let a single one go."
Adam Jones didn’t give those people another glance and walked directly away with his wife and child.
Those men didn’t expect Jones to leave without saying anything more and rushed forward to stop them, but they had only taken one step before the driver blocked them.
"We don’t have all day to dally with you, tell me any issue you have first."
"Who do you think you are, you don’t deserve to..."
As the man finished speaking, he got punched right in the face, losing several teeth in the process.
Howls of pain came one after another from behind, but Adam Jones ignored them. Elly Campbell, however, couldn’t help but look back.
"There are several of them, the driver won’t be in trouble, right?"
Hearing the concern for the driver in Elly Campbell’s words, Adam’s already displeased face suddenly darkened further.
"Should I go back and switch him out?"
She looked up at his face and scoffed coldly, "You’re being unreasonably jealous."
Adam Jones tightened his grip on her hand, almost like a punishment.
Ha! So she knows he’s jealous.