Lust System: Harem Of Beautiful Women Chapter 675 Birds Of A Feather Flock Together

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Previously on Lust System: Harem Of Beautiful Women...
Pete and his father were involved in an altercation at the parking garage. After their car was walled in for parking in someone else's spot, the police arrived. They informed the Pengs that due to the mutual assault, both parties would be detained or opt for mediation, where each would cover their own medical costs. The police also clarified that the owner had the legal right to build on their parking space, leaving the Pengs without recourse. Old Peter stormed off in a rage, while Pete, desperate to retrieve his car and keep his job, was then approached by Minda from property management.

The surveillance footage clearly displayed the teahouse's front desk.

Regarding the earlier surveillance equipment, Arthur had initially proposed utilizing those provided as a debt settlement. However, upon their arrival, it was discovered that the equipment had been stored for an extended period, severely compromising its quality.

Furthermore, the old surveillance cameras suffered from poor image resolution and were non-functional, essentially worthless junk. Ultimately, they were regrettably sold for a pittance to a scrap collector.

Daniel, while not strictly a homebody, possessed a strong inclination towards gaming consoles and electronic gadgets, a common trait among college students studying science and engineering.

Beyond his passion for gaming, his proficiency in repairing such devices was remarkably high. In truth, he could have easily established a repair business without any difficulty.

This could be considered his sole indulgence, aside from his pursuits in indulgence, revelry, and chance. To encourage his sister-in-law to expend a greater sum of money, this particular task was entrusted to Daniel.

It is often said that like attracts like. The shared characteristic distinguishing this couple was their prodigious spending habits.

When it came to disbursing their own funds, a degree of hesitation and careful calculation might occur. Yet, when utilizing Luis's resources, Daniel squandered them with utter disregard.

The surveillance apparatus procured was the premier, top-tier model available. Its capabilities extended beyond crystal-clear visual fidelity to include audio recording functionality, a feature that could prove exceptionally valuable in crucial moments.

Pete observed the unfolding scene in dumbfounded silence, his eyes wide with disbelief…

"Ptooey! This wretched place of yours has utterly ruined my good fortune, and you still dare to demand such an exorbitant sum?"

"Our establishment operates on an hourly rate. The pricing is clearly displayed."

"Clear my foot. You have the audacity to charge so much for this dilapidated establishment?"

"Listen here, you will grant me a concession today. I will not pay a single cent more than the agreed-upon price."

"If you lack the means, then you should refrain from coming out at all. I no longer desire your meager funds. You may as well depart immediately. What utter trash you are."

Witnessing the entire sequence of events so vividly, Pete's expression contorted into one of extreme displeasure. It was abundantly clear that his father was behaving like a completely shameless rogue.

Minda offered a smile and remarked, "Does your father's 'face' always hold such grand importance wherever he goes? Consider the awkwardness etched upon your relatives' countenances."

Her tone was deliberately laced with sarcasm and provocation, a tactic strategically orchestrated by Luis.

"This, this… He certainly did not articulate it in such a manner."

Even Pete acknowledged that his father's actions had crossed a line.

Upon receiving the telephone call, his father had been weeping profusely, lamenting his fate with nonsensical claims, such as a man blessed with a son being oppressed by one without.

Hailing from a single-parent upbringing, Pete considered himself a dutiful son. He was aware of his father's numerous shortcomings but had never conceived that Old Peter would resort to outright falsehoods, fabricating any narrative that suited his immediate whim.

He had hastily returned, filled with righteous indignation, intending to defend his father's honor, only to discover that he had been completely misled.

"Is that not the truth? Perhaps you should contact your relatives directly and ascertain the facts for yourself."

Minda added this pointed suggestion.

"Hello, Uncle Kin!"

Pete stepped outside the office, ignited a cigarette, and after a moment of deliberation, dialed the number.

The individual he was contacting was the father of his girlfriend, Little Lan. The previous day, his father had insisted on treating the family to a meal, and subsequently, feeling invigorated, they had all engaged in several rounds of card games.

"Xiao Yong, regarding the matter you raised, well, it is somewhat difficult to articulate precisely."

"Your father exhibits a rather obstinate and coarse demeanor. His conduct yesterday caused significant discomfort to everyone present."

"The fluctuation of a few hundred dollars in winnings or losses is hardly a matter of consequence, is it? However, resorting to slamming the table after merely a few hands demonstrates a lamentable lack of proper card-playing etiquette."

"Concerning the room charges, a minor reduction might be acceptable, and exercising frugality is entirely reasonable."

"But to attempt such a substantial deduction all at once, given that they are operating a modest business, is not this merely creating undue difficulty for them?"

"Since we are already out and about, we should not be unduly concerned about spending a small amount of money…"

These words caused Pete's face to flush with profound shame. He recognized that his prospective father-in-law held a degree of disdain for his own father.

Indeed, his father's behavior had been outrageously inappropriate. The other party had already adopted a remarkably polite approach by speaking so euphemistically, rendering it understandable that they would harbor dissatisfaction with such conduct.

"Yes, yes, Uncle Kin is absolutely correct. My father occasionally becomes overly fixated on trivial matters."

"The primary issue involves prior disputes. That family resides above us, and their incessant noise is a constant problem…"

Pete attempted a frantic explanation, but his words only seemed to exacerbate the situation. The gentle tone on the other end of the line began to shift, tinged with clear displeasure.

"If you and your neighbors have existing conflicts, why did you bring us to their vicinity in the first place?"

"Were you deliberately leading us there to instigate a quarrel? That completely ruins the mood."

"Sigh, your aunt and I are both educated individuals. Involving us in such trivial matters is pointless…"

"Xiao Peng, you should attempt to reason with your father. To speak frankly, he is being utterly unreasonable and is actively seeking trouble."

"Alright, Uncle Kin. Please try not to be too upset, okay?"

After ending the call, Pete was consumed by a wave of resentment.

However, the focus of his bitterness had shifted from the Wood family to his own father.

In the past, his father frequently engaged in arguments and stirred up trouble, an every instance, Pete would blindly support him.

This time, however, was markedly different. It wasn't merely that his father was being unreasonable, a trait his son had grown accustomed to and no longer wished to comment on.

What distinguished this occasion was his father's boorish conduct in front of his future father-in-law, which had now caused offense to his potential father-in-law.

His girlfriend's family hailed from an academic background and possessed considerable wealth. His prospective father-in-law had even offered support and assistance, but then his father's absurd actions left everyone utterly bewildered.

Minda, positioned just inside the doorway, overheard the conversation. She let out a chuckle and remarked, "See? I wasn't mistaken when I told you, was I?"

"Technically speaking, your father has neglected to pay his property management fees for a decade. And now, when difficulties arise, he turns to us for help. Tell me, how much are we truly in the wrong?"

"This… How, how much does he actually owe?"

Recalling the lawyer's letter, Pete's heart began to pound with anxiety. After all, the relocation apartment was registered under his name.

Should legal action be taken, it would undoubtedly lead to immense complications, not to mention the potential repercussions from his boss and his future father-in-law if they were to discover the situation.

And their points were valid. If one fails to contribute a single cent and then appears the moment something goes wrong, the sheer shamelessness of such an act, if it became known, would be unspeakable.

Pete proceeded directly to the finance department and settled the outstanding property management fees without a second thought. The absence of any late fees brought him a slight measure of relief.

But the instant he concluded the payment, Minda added, "You would be wise to keep a close watch on your father. Ensure he refrains from any further foolish actions."

She implied with a sarcastic undertone, "Given his character, if he persists in this behavior, he will only succeed in making an absolute fool of himself and disgracing everyone. He still needs to reside here in the future."

"That's right, where is my dad!"

Prompted by her reminder, Pete struck his forehead and immediately rushed outside, desperately attempting to contact his father by phone. However, no one answered.