Chapter 93: Don't Get Too Cocky

Witnessing Felix Cooper's sweat-drenched forehead and his face wrought with tension, Henry Carson offered a faint smile. "You're not late; you arrived just in time. Your son here threatened to cripple me. I think it's best if you handle this matter." Henry's remark added a new layer of fear to Felix Cooper's expression. "You wretched boy!" "Bang!" Felix knew he had to demonstrate his stance or the situation would likely become irreparable. He cursed at Jackson, then with a swift kick, sent him sprawling to the ground. "Dad..." Jackson Cooper screamed in pain. "I don't acknowledge a son like you! Are your eyes on your backside or what?" Felix scolded, followed by a flurry of punches and kicks, ceasing only when Jackson could no longer defend himself. "Someone break this waste's legs!" Felix ordered. "Mr. Cooper, the young master..." One of the bodyguards hesitated upon hearing the command. "I, Felix Cooper, disown such a son. For disrespecting Mr. Carson, breaking his legs wou