CHAPTER 35: CHAPTER 35: IF YOU HAVE THE GUTS, DIE HERE

Dane Rivers never imagined that even after he tried to be friendly, Iris Crawford couldn’t care less and casually told him to stand aside!

Dane Rivers shouted at Iris’s back, "You think no one can deal with you, don’t you?"

"Whether someone can deal with me, I don’t know," Iris said without turning around, "But you definitely can’t handle me, so just calm down."

She intended to take the elevator to the underground parking lot, but at the moment the elevator doors were about to close, Dane Rivers rushed over.

He was too impulsive, always so rash and irritable. Iris was contemplating whether to kick him out of the elevator, but Dane Rivers said, "Come with me!"

Iris was surprised, "Why?"

Dane hadn’t even realized he was gripping Iris’s hand tightly. He said, "After finishing the paperwork at the front desk, I’ll take you somewhere."

At this point, Iris felt like she’d gained a little brother. She first went to the front desk to handle the paperwork; it was supposed to be empty at this time, but as this was a high-end hospital, every position was staffed 24 hours a day. Of course, the cost wasn’t something ordinary people could afford. Top-notch experts from both nationwide and abroad regularly visited to treat patients, essentially a culmination of resources.

While Iris was handling her discharge papers, the receptionist chuckled, covering her mouth, "Boyfriend coming to pick you up in the middle of the night? Your young boyfriend looks so youthful."

"Who’s her boyfriend!"

"Oh, then it’s her brother, right? He looks quite young."

"..." Dane Rivers fell silent.

After finishing the paperwork, Iris took the elevator back to the parking lot and finally managed to shake him off. As she watched the elevator slowly descend, she sighed, "Why do you always act without thinking?" Isn’t trailing behind me annoying?

"Didn’t they look down on you before?" Dane Rivers hinting, showed little regard for Iris’s resistance, "The last gathering was ruined. Jeremy and the others have organized another one for tonight. I’ll bring you over and tell them you’re Orion Crawford’s sister, Iris Crawford."

Last time they all mocked Iris for pretending, not realizing it was true.

Dane himself was embarrassed and now wanted to vindicate Iris.

"Why bother?" Iris glanced at Dane standing beside her, "Is it necessary for them to know?"

"You, what’s with you, this regards your reputation!" Dane Rivers didn’t understand Iris. Just as the elevator doors opened, Iris headed towards her parking spot, followed by Dane. She opened the car door to do something, only to find Dane had settled himself into the passenger seat.

Iris stood by the driver’s side door, looking perplexed at the self-possessed Dane, "What are you doing?"

Dane adjusted the seat, "LaFerrari? Quite tasteful. The Crawford Family must’ve given you a lot of money, huh?"

"Stolen from Lachlan Wyatt," Iris didn’t blink, nor did she mind that her driver’s seat now had a chattering mouth beside it, "Didn’t spend a dime."

"..." This woman always acts so unexpectedly.

Dane was truly annoying. The entire road, Iris contemplated how to shake him off. Finally reaching an agreement, Dane said that if Iris just greeted them, he’d let her go immediately; otherwise, he’d annoy her by staying glued to her.

Iris felt their gender roles were reversed; she seemed like the big man, Dane the effeminate one.

Arriving angrily at the club entrance, she remembered being here a few days ago; now she had to come again. In a bad mood, she parked the car and heard people say as she got out——

"Whoa, is that a Ferrari Enzo? Rich lady."

"Bumpkin, that’s not an Enzo; this is a LaFerrari."

"The pretty boy behind her looks quite handsome."

"Such a young age and already selling himself; men really have no shame nowadays."

Dane’s face was livid, called a ’pretty boy’ along the way. Iris walked beside him, smiling from ear to ear at the irony; this is society at its funniest. If a wealthy person is a man, the woman with him is labeled a whore; if it’s a woman, the man becomes a freeloader gigolo.

In essence, it’s all about chasing money.

Dane pushed open the VIP room door, the first thing heard was music.

Hector Sutton holding a microphone said, "Isn’t this Rivers? You originally said you couldn’t come today due to something—"

Before finishing, he saw Iris behind Dane.

Hector slightly frowned, puzzled, "How come you’re with Rivers?"

Turning to Dane, Hector said, "Rivers, why bring this woman here? Isn’t she with Lachlan?"

Such a quick man change? Dane is still too young, easily fooled.

The more attractive the woman, the less trustworthy she is...

In Hector’s mind, Iris had already become one of those women who constantly switch between men to climb the social ladder, but Dane’s next words stunned him.

He said, "Hector, she’s Iris Crawford."

Hector holding the microphone was still laughing, "Haha, Iris Crawford; who’s she? Iris—"

A moment later, Hector froze, recalling the name, eyes widened, "Iris Crawford?!"

Iris nodded, "Calling me?"

Hector sneered; today with Lachlan and James absent, he naturally showed no courtesy. Recalling their entanglement, now seeing her with Dane, Hector was inexplicably irked, pointing at Iris, "I said I’d give you fifty million if you’re Orion Crawford’s sister."

Iris clapped expressionlessly, "Thanks for sending fifty million my way, Young Master Sutton."

"Stop pretending, if you’re Orion Crawford’s sister, show proof!"

Hector was frustrated seeing Iris switch men daily; this woman truly had no shame, flirting everywhere!

His brothers would all get wrecked by her eventually!

Meanwhile, Jeremy quietly sent Lachlan a message; Lachlan, in a meeting, opened it to find a candid photo.

Iris’s cold, stunning face endured the sharp angles of the candid shot; standing there, like a vividly toned painting, matching the dim private room lights, as if she were a tempting siren.

Lachlan sensed something was off; wasn’t this little vixen supposed to be at the hospital handling discharge? How did she appear there suddenly?

Jeremy followed up with another message—brought by Rivers.

Oh?

Lachlan immediately sneered, his expression growing oppressive, sending a two-word message back, cracking Jeremy up watching the drama unfold.

Lachlan replied—

Just wait.

******

At the venue, Hector simply refused to believe Iris’s identity, feeling Dane had been deceived by her, even believing he himself had been enchanted. A tense standoff ensued.

Hector said, "I don’t believe it! Do you have proof?"

"I do!"

Fed up, Dane shouted, "There’s a birthmark on the inner thigh, does that count!"

Hearing this, Hector lost his grip on the wine glass; it shattered on the floor.

The hostess quickly bent to clean up the shards; Hector’s face went pale, "How do you... how do you know?"

Dane couldn’t admit it was from Yvonne Jennings; that’d be revealing he’d been used! So he stiffened, "Why do you care how I know?"

Hector abruptly stood up, cornering Iris, "You slept together?"

Such a secretive spot on the inner thigh, how did Dane see it?

Dane Rivers blushed, "No, Hector, you’ve misunderstood."

"I wasn’t asking you!"

In Hector Sutton’s eyes, Dane Rivers had already been ensnared by Iris Crawford, this cunning woman. He had to confront her, "I’m asking you, is it you? You won’t even spare Dane Rivers?"

"You’re crazy." Iris Crawford retorted with three sharp words, "I can’t be bothered to answer such a stupid question."

Hector Sutton thought Iris Crawford was tacitly admitting it. He couldn’t believe that the woman who had been getting cozy with him under the influence of drugs could turn around and sleep with Dane Rivers. Aren’t they supposed to be brothers? How could she do such a thing!

Iris Crawford found Hector Sutton unbelievably boring and turned to leave. She must be brainless to have thought of coming along with Dane Rivers; being around such stupid people surely makes one stupid too.

As she decided to leave, Dane Rivers grabbed her, "We agreed..."

"I’ve said some things once or twice, and I’m not repeating them a third time." Iris Crawford coldly shook his hand off, "Let go. Believe it or not."

When she opened the door, someone passing by saw the figures inside and suddenly rushed in, "It’s you! Finally found you! Here you are!"

Before Iris Crawford could see clearly who it was, someone grabbed her hair directly, "Hit the mistress! Hit the mistress!"

Everyone was stunned by this unexpected turn of events, and soon saw Iris Crawford surrounded by a group of people, of all ages, with an older woman in the lead, pulling Iris’s hair, "You wicked woman, are you bullying our Yvonne!"

"Think the Jennings Family wouldn’t dare touch you?"

"In the company, you splashed water on my son’s face, really think highly of yourself, don’t you!"

Iris Crawford couldn’t free herself for a moment, and even had a few strands of her hair pulled out, with her arms getting scratched by that person’s nails, causing her to feel pain, and without thinking, she slammed that person into the wall.

The person she pushed fell directly to the ground, shouting, "Oh my! Hit me! She hit me!"

"How could someone hit an elderly person!"

"Record this! Record this!"

In the crowd, Iris Crawford recognized a voice, it was... Howard Jennings?

He was hiding at the back, giving Iris a disgusting smile as if to say, I’m here specifically to get back at you!

He still remembered the humiliation Iris Crawford made him suffer at The Wyatt Group!

Dane Rivers instinctively stepped forward to shield Iris Crawford behind him. He was startled seeing her disheveled appearance, "Are you stupid? Can’t you fight back?"

"She hit an elderly person!"

Howard Jennings shouted to incite emotions, "Did you see that? She hit him! So young and already hitting an elderly person!"

The older woman lying on the ground pretended to be in pain, crying out, and even Hector Sutton and Dane Rivers were stunned by the number of people who rushed in, all shouting loud slogans, as if they were carrying out divine justice with absolute righteousness—

"We are here to beat the mistress!"

"Exactly! Ruining someone else’s wedding, this woman should go to hell!"

"Bullying our Jennings Family, really think honest people are easy to bully, don’t you!" A person holding a phone pointed at Iris Crawford’s indifferent face in the crowd, "What’s with the act! At the wedding, you sent a wreath, breaking up Jordan Jacobs and Yvonne, and it was you!"

Hector Sutton couldn’t have imagined Iris Crawford doing something so outrageous. Surprised, he glanced at her, "Why did you disrupt Jordan Jacobs’ wedding?"

Iris Crawford didn’t speak, being shoved against the wall, and Dane Rivers became angry, "What are you people doing!"

"We’re beating the mistress, and you’re stopping us, which means you’re helping the mistress!"

Howard Jennings didn’t recognize Dane Rivers, since he hadn’t fully integrated into the upper-class circle, knowing Jordan Jacobs was his life’s highlight moment, he couldn’t guess who Iris Crawford was accompanied by, so he boldly pointed at Dane Rivers, "What are you, helping the mistress! Did you sleep with her, did she fool you?"

He asked Yvonne to find out Iris Crawford’s whereabouts, planning to film this to ruin Iris Crawford’s reputation.

He kept filming while bribing the media, posting all the videos online, especially the part where Iris hit someone, accompanied by a title like "Mistress Fights Back Against Spouse’s Relatives" meant to provoke viewers’ emotions, and with Howard Jennings’ media push, it exploded rapidly in the online world!

Hector Sutton and Jeremy Carter chose to stand by without intervening; their identities weren’t suitable to be associated with Iris Crawford in such a scene. Only Dane Rivers, like a fool, stretched his hand to shield Iris Crawford, "A group of you beating up a woman, have you any shame!"

"She’s shameless for being a mistress!"

"How could she be a mistress! Yvonne Jennings is the mistress!" Dane Rivers remembered what Iris Crawford said earlier and retorted, "Don’t think just because there are more of you, everyone will believe you!"

Iris Crawford usually didn’t care how others viewed her, but seeing Dane Rivers standing defensively for her despite being outnumbered, she suddenly fixed her hair and chuckled.

Dane Rivers was stunned when he turned to see Iris Crawford laughing, he asked, "Are you out of your mind? Iris Crawford? Iris?"

Hearing Dane Rivers call Iris Crawford, Hector Sutton was furious, thinking he’s too fooled, "Rivers, come back, don’t escalate things further, your parents will surely reprimand you later!"

Getting associated with terms like "mistress" and "hitting someone," wouldn’t Dane Rivers become a laughing stock by the public!

Dane Rivers didn’t think that far; he was naturally a straightforward person with a direct temper, telling Hector Sutton, "Hector, Jeremy, why don’t you come out and diffuse the situation, there are so many people..."

The Jennings Family was still eager to continue surrounding Iris Crawford.

Hector Sutton and Jeremy Carter stood in the room without any intention of going to the door.

Dane Rivers understood, "But Iris Crawford she..."

"No need, just watch out for yourself." If the public learns of a rich heir involved in a mistress hitting scandal, it would surely fuel even more public outrage.

Iris Crawford pushed Dane Rivers, "Get behind me."

Never had he seen a woman like this, when surrounded, telling him with a cool tone, to get behind her.

Dane Rivers gritted his teeth, "No way, these mobs—!"

"Mobs? Everyone is born equal, what class are you!" Howard Jennings seized the opportunity to attack, "Why talk about mobs, I thought it was Qing Dynasty!"

"Rich people looking down on common folks!"

"Without us working for you, what are you!"

"Shut up!"

Before everyone realized what was happening, Iris Crawford moved, grabbed an expensive bottle of wine on the coffee table, and smashed it towards Howard Jennings’ head!

With a crunching sound, Howard Jennings’ head was covered in blood!

"Ah!!!"

Blood was seen, real blood was seen this time! The Jennings Family originally intended to force Iris Crawford, but didn’t expect her to really take action! Howard Jennings wavered, almost losing his balance, speaking with a trembling voice, as blood dripped, looking truly gruesome, "You wicked woman..."

"Quick, send him to the hospital!"

"Mistress hit someone! Is there no law!"

A voice came from afar, "Come to make trouble and want to run?"

At the end of the corridor, a man appeared wearing a suit, arrogantly.

Dane Rivers felt a sense of relief as if reassured, he murmured, "Lachlan Wyatt..."

Coldly eyeing Howard Jennings covered in blood, Lachlan Wyatt’s gaze swept over him to see Iris Crawford behind him, holding only the remaining half of the wine bottle.

The woman tightly clenched the bottle, her slender and tense arm exerting force. Her eyes filled with fury.

The man suddenly smiled.

He said, "Today, nobody leaves. Howard, if you have the guts to die here, I’ll buy you a grave."