When Damon rushed to the room next door, he was immediately greeted with the shocking sight of a terrifying figure.

He immediately stopped in his tracks and shouted in horror, "Stanley Ray?!"

This godlike terrifying existence was a nightmare to almost all the helmsmen of prestigious families in LA. There was a time when they were all afraid of accidentally offending the Brookes and incurring their wrath because they would then send the formidable Stanley to silently slit their necks in their sleep.

Since the destruction of the Brookes, Stanley had almost vanished and only occasionally appeared a few times around the general manager of the Solar Corporation. They were extremely wary and afraid of him and didn't dare to meddle with the large businesses and enterprises that the Brookes had left behind in LA, and they could only watch Flynn acquire all of them.

Later on, Stanley never appeared in LA again, and they all thought that he had left. They didn't expect him to show up again today with a cold, menacing, and bloodthirsty aura that made them terrified.

Matthew hurried over too. He wasn't familiar with who Stanley was, but when he saw his son kneeling on the ground in an extremely humiliating manner, his eyes immediately turned red and widened in anger.

"Son!" Matthew shouted and hurried over.

"Dad!" As soon as Tyron saw his father, he felt as if he had seen his savior. He frantically yelled, "Dad, this bastard forced me to get on my knees to apologize to him! He even threatened to kill me! Hurry up and take revenge for me!"

When Tyron saw Matthew and the two bodyguards behind him, he immediately saw hope and got up from the ground energetically to run toward Matthew.

But as soon as he stood up, a figure instantly appeared right beside him before he could even run. The figure then kicked him hard in the back of his knee, causing him to fall back onto the ground and once again kneel in front of Lucas.

Seeing the way his precious son was being treated, Matthew was so furious that his blood pressure spiked, and he roared in fury, "Someone, grab these two people immediately! I want them dead!"

Never once could he ever bear to hit Tyron, and yet Tyron was now kicked and being forced to kneel on the ground right in front of him. Matthew was livid!

Just as the two bodyguards behind Matthew were about to rush forward, an icy cold voice filled the air. "I'll crush on his head if anyone dares to step forward!"

Lucas stepped on Tyron's head and glared at everyone with a menacing aura.

Stanley stood beside him threateningly while continuously fiddling with a sharp dagger in his hand and glowering at the people in front of him with a dangerous gaze.

It was as if a pause button had been pressed, and Matthew and his bodyguards all immediately froze, fearing that Lucas would crush Tyron's head like it was a watermelon.

At the same time, the helmsmen of the top LA families who tagged along at the back were shell-shocked as they looked at the scene in front of them.

Stanley was no stranger to them because he was a devilish existence that had once made them all terrified.

But he was now like a loyal guardian protecting a young man they didn't recognize.

Meanwhile, the young man kept a straight face even after seeing them, the bigwigs of LA. He was still standing where he was, all composed and cool with his foot on the head of the scion of the Benson family!

Who is this arrogant and calm young man? This question instantly surfaced in everyone's minds.

But when they saw the looks of bewilderment and helplessness on each other's faces, they fell silent unanimously, as no one dared to ask this question at all.

"Dad, quick, save me… Ah!" Tyron, whose head Lucas was stepping on, struggled to get up. Having lived for more than two decades, he had never been subjected to such humiliation before. Being pressed to the ground with his head stepped on by someone right in front of so many people was an absolute insult to him!

But Lucas was applying so much force that Tyron couldn't break free regardless of how hard he tried. Instead, his face was starting to hurt from the friction, and he could only beg his father for help.

Matthew was heartbroken. He immediately looked at Lucas and threatened, "Punk, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and let go of my son. If you dare to lay a finger on him, I'll immediately…"

"Ahhh!!! Arghh! It hurts!!! Help!" Tyron suddenly shrieked miserably before Matthew could finish issuing his threat.

As soon as Lucas heard his threat, he immediately increased the strength of his foot on Tyron's face, causing it to deform slightly.

Matthew was furious and anxious, but he no longer dared to threaten Lucas again.

This loathsome young man was clearly a tough nut to crack who hated being threatened.

What should I do?

Regardless of how vicious and brutal Matthew usually was, there was nothing he could do now that his precious son was being stepped on by someone.

Kenneth was kneeling right next to Tyron. When he saw Tyron's tragic plight from the corner of his eye, he was so frightened that he started shuddering. Even though his grandfather was right in front of him, he didn't dare to ask for help.

Nikki was standing right at the back of the crowd, with her vision blocked by the helmsmen. So she couldn't see what was going on and could only hear Matthew's threat coming to an abrupt halt, Tyron's sudden shrieks, and Lucas's arrogant statement.

She pursed her lips in disdain.

In her opinion, Lucas was just a good-for-nothing throwing his weight around because Stanley was by his side. Although she didn't know why Stanley would stand on Lucas's side, she felt that it didn't matter because Stanley was alone. Once the helmsmen called all their elite bodyguards over, Stanley would definitely be outnumbered. She was certain that he wouldn't be able to defeat them, and the only fate awaiting Lucas in the end was death!

Nikki thought that once this matter was over, Matthew and Damon would definitely thank her for reporting to them in time. When the time came, she would be able to build connections with the Bensons from San Francisco.

This way, the Herons might be able to become the third giant of LA with the support of the Bensons. She would also then become the heiress of the esteemed Heron family and no longer had to be subservient to anyone!

The thought of this scene made Nikki feel confident and pleased. She couldn't wait for that moment to arrive!

Just as Nikki was hiding behind the crowd and fantasizing, tension built up in the room.

Matthew looked at Lucas and wished he could rip him into shreds. But he had no choice but to suppress his anger and try his best to stay calm. "Hey, I don't know who you are, but I'd like to tell you that I'm Matthew Benson, the helmsman of the Benson family, who is backed by the Cole family, the top family in San Francisco. If you're willing to let my son off now, I can pretend that nothing has happened and promise not to pursue this matter."

Although he thought that his attitude was amicable enough, the muscles of his cheeks were twitching violently, and he was clearly gritting his teeth. Moreover, his words sounded like a threat. All these signs indicated that he wasn't sincere at all.

Lucas glanced at him coldly and said indifferently, "If this is the attitude you have when you're begging me, just get ready to collect your son's corpse today!"