Mason looked downright murderous. He hadn't expected a troublemaker to destroy his meticulous scheme to gift me those watches. Yet, he was now entrusted with the task of keeping my low profile while dealing with Ryan. He seemed extremely angry.
"Where did you come from? Who do you think you are to speak here?"
Ryan hadn't picked up on Mason's fury. He simpered, "Mr. Connaught, I came invited. My name is Ryan Hudson. My dad owns Northeastern Waste Management."
Ryan's self-introduction was clearly an attempt to make a name for himself. It was a pity that no one paid him attention. No one even bothered to clap.
He continued, "Mr. Connaught, as well as all the esteemed guests, I know this man! He's a man with a horrible reputation in school. His family sells fruits for a living…"
Mason looked as though he was seconds away from beating Ryan to a pulp. I shot him a glance, imploring him to calm down. Let Ryan put on his show. I'd like to see how far he would go.
"You'd never bestow your grand prize upon a fruit seller, right? In addition to his poor family, he has a rotten personality. He stole the funds allocated for scholarships for underprivileged students, which were valued at one million, but still hasn't returned them. Do you guys think a man like this deserves such a prize?"
Everyone had been jealous of me for winning the prize in the first place. After all, many of them coveted these watches.
Following the taunts of someone in the crowd, a group shouted, "He doesn't deserve it!"
Another screamed, "Mr. Connaught, strip him of his right to participate in this lucky draw and pick someone else!"
"Yeah, redo it. Kick him out!"
When Lina saw this, she pointed at Felicia. Ryan immediately picked up on it and said, "Mr. Connaught, banish this evil couple from the hall now!"
"That's enough!" roared Mason. His tolerance had reached a breaking point.
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