"I could tell he was insignificant the moment he walked through the door!" Megan rolled her eyes. "He's not even good enough to shine Young Master Zachary's shoes, let alone marry my daughter!"
Michael was looking distinctly stormy as well. "I won't say much about your unemployment, but what do you mean you have no family? Did your parents divorce or something?"
"No, they died," Kingsley replied indifferently. "Murdered, in fact, when I was only a child."
The atmosphere in the room grew heavy as his words hung in the air. It took a moment for Megan's shock to turn into blatant fury, and she slapped the edge of the table as she said, "No! I will not stand for this! I don't know what kind of a mob you were raised in, but no upstanding family would be murdered for no good reason!"
"Mom!" Cecilia interjected angrily, her face burning. "You can't possibly think it's okay for you to say something like that!" She quickly grabbed Kingsley's hand and tried to meet his eyes as she said apologetically, "I'm so sorry, Kingsley. My mom didn't mean it that way. It wasn't our intention to offend you."
He was only here because he had agreed to do her favor, yet he was being humiliated and reminded of the pain of his past. She couldn't help the guilt that rose in her and twisted her gut.
"It's fine. I'm already used to it," Kingsley said emotionlessly, brushing off her concern. "I'll let them off the hook this time on your account.
"Hah! Well, aren't you just a comedian?" Asher scoffed incredulously. "You're letting us off the hook, are you? What would you have done to us otherwise?"
Zachary chimed in, "Yeah, you're just some street rat and a gigolo, so don't get all high and mighty with us! Letting us off the hook? More like saving your own as*!"
Cecilia was seething with rage now as she bit out, "Zachary, this is a family matter, and you have no business in it. You are not welcomed here."
"Come on, don't be like that, Cecilia." He gave her a leering smile as he added, "I only came here to propose to you."
At the mention of this, Megan urged, "Cecilia, you have to find a husband and settle down soon or your father and I will never be able to show our faces in high society again! You have no idea how vicious gossip can be, especially after Shane has called off the engagement."
"I did as I was told and brought my boyfriend home, didn't I? What more do you want from me?" Cecilia argued, her chest rising and falling rapidly. For some reason, she felt like she had just jumped out of the frying pan and into the fire, and she couldn't help feeling sorry for herself.
"No, I forbid you to see this man any longer!" Megan shrieked, crossing her arms as her features twisted into a grimace. "Our family will not stand for such humiliation!"
Then, she shot Michael a look, silently asking him to say something.
He cleared his throat gruffly and said, "You've seen how we are. Sure, our family isn't as elite as others, but we still have a reputation to keep afloat in Cleapolis.
Speak up for yourself, young man. What do you have to offer that will persuade us to change our minds about you?"
Kingsley was admittedly taken aback by the question. The only attribute he had that made him rise above the others was his streak of victories on the battlefield, but right now, he couldn't very well say that he was the commander-in-chief of the twelve military districts of the Empire of Qustia. He was only here to put on a show, after all.
He pondered on this, and suddenly, a lightbulb went off in his head. He turned to Michael and the others as he asked, "I'm assuming that all of you know about Nicole and how she has practically wrecked Cecilia's life, right?"
Megan nodded. She hated Nicole with a passion, and the mention of her made her blood boil.
Kingsley smiled. "On my orders, she's been taken care of."
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: The Supreme Man: Took Everything in Power