Chapter 2: Chapter 2 “Steamed” Waylon Lewis, “Deep Fried” Waylon Lewis
Five years later.
“Big brother, are you sure our Daddy is in that building?” Willow asked in her babyish voice while looking at the magnificent building across the street through a pair of binoculars.
“Sure, I saw him go in,” Luke said, his eyes glued to the computer. “I’ve seen his photo on Mommy’s phone, and I’m sure he’s the bad daddy who made Mommy sad.”
“Brother, what are you doing?”
“Willow, bad daddy hurt Mommy. Do you want to help Mommy get revenge?”
“Revenge?”
“Yes, bad daddy was with another woman, making Mommy sad. We need to teach bad daddy a lesson.”
Luke’s eyes shone with determination, and his fair little hands skillfully operated the computer. A few minutes later, Luke confidently pressed the Enter key and immediately, the entire Lewis Clan Group building was plunged into darkness.
“Bingo! Success!”
Willow looked up to her brother admiringly and clapped vigorously for Luke. “Wow~ Big brother is so awesome, so awesome.”
“There’s something even cooler, watch this.” Thinking it was over? Hehe, no way.
Meanwhile.
In the Lewis Clan Group conference hall.
The meeting had just started half an hour ago when the lights flickered and the room went pitch black.
The Lewis Clan Group had a dedicated power system, and such a large-scale blackout was unprecedented. All were renowned company heads sitting there; they couldn’t possibly be facing a terror robbery attack.
Thinking so, everyone tensed up and quickly took out their phones for light.
Sitting at the head of the table, Waylon Lewis calmly raised his hand and waved back at Thomas Hughes.
Thomas immediately stepped forward.
“Go check what happened.” As soon as Waylon finished speaking, the large LCD screen suddenly flickered and then a pig appeared, hopping and twerking its bottom, with the name “Waylon Lewis” emblazoned above its head!
Waylon’s brow furrowed.
Then a cartoon child appeared, riding on the pig’s back labeled ‘Waylon Lewis,’ whipping the pig’s bottom with a whip and childishly chanting, “Piggy Waylon, giddy up, giddy up! Piggy Waylon, behave, or I’ll butcher and eat you!”
The room fell dead silent!
Sitting next to Waylon and lounging with his legs crossed, Wyatt Lewis couldn’t help but sit up straight, his eyes widening as he involuntarily twitched at the corners of his mouth.
The cartoon child continued to tug on ‘Waylon Lewis’ the pig’s ears, while ‘Waylon Lewis,’ irritated, ran around wildly, continuing childishly.
“Piggy Waylon, giddy up, giddy up! If you don’t behave, I’ll turn you into steamed Piggy Waylon, braised Piggy Waylon…”
This was outrageous!
“Pfft…” Wyatt genuinely couldn’t hold back and laughed out loud.
What a hilarious prank, haha!
Wyatt was laughing himself to death.
Waylon’s face was taut, his dark eyes accumulating layers of frost.
Below him, teeth were clamped tightly, mouths twitched, and heads buried deeply into the table.
Sorry, boss, I’m laughing… I’m trying to keep it very quiet!
The video ended.
With a thud.
The next moment, lights came back on, revealing all expressions hidden in the dark, unabashed under the bright lights.
A chill swept through the air.
“Thomas!” Waylon turned his head to see Thomas earnestly bowing his head, biting his teeth hard and trying very hard to suppress his laughter!
Waylon’s face darkened as if ink might drip from it.
Thomas’s mouth hadn’t yet relaxed when a chilling gaze fell upon him, startling him profoundly, feeling as if all the blood in his body was freezing.
“Think it’s funny?”
Danger signals transmitted; everyone’s nerves instantly tensed up.
Thomas trembled, desperately shaking his head.
The entire conference room fell silent under those cold and sinister eyes, freezing into ice!
After a while.
Waylon lowered his head to flip through some files, his stunning face still icy cold. “What are you spacing out for? Do you want me to invite you to check?”
Luke giggled himself silly, clutching his little stomach.
Just a little lesson for the stinky daddy to teach him a lesson about bullying Mommy.
Humph!
But they couldn’t stay here for long.
“Willow, let’s go.” Luke had already packed up his laptop back into his backpack.
Willow also put her toy binoculars back into her little bag.
Luke took Willow by the hand, and the two little treasures hopped and skipped out of the building. As they exited, a car pulled up steadily in front of them, blocking their way.