The Soldier's Unsurpassable Honor

"I'll die today? I don’t think so!"

Fane was unfazed. He took a look outside and saw that Shauna had already brought Kylie to play

under the banyan tree.

"Hmph, I'll see how you plan to act tough later!" 1

Young Master Clark could not be bothered to talk with Fane. He believed that Fane would be regretting

soon enough.

Very quickly, a few cars pulled over just outside. Dan Jameson, the Clark family’s number one fighter,

walked in along with a few muscular guys.

Just as he entered the courtyard, Dan shouted, "Who's the person that dared to bully our young

master? Do you wish to die?"

At that moment, Dan was furious as he had just ran into someone he could not afford to offend,

causing him to lose a finger. 2

He had just only finished treating his wound at the hospital when his master gave him another phone

call, telling him that Young Master Clark was beaten u p, sending him over to settle the issue.

"It's that trash named Fane Woods. He's just a stinking, retired soldier, yet he dares to behave

arrogantly before me!"

Young Master Clark immediately started smugly mouthing off once he saw Dan approach with his men.

"Motherfucker, this is really-" Dan bellowed, rushing a s he was about to take action to vent his

frustrations. 1

However, seeing the person standing in front of Ken, h e was almost petrified by fear.

"How unexpected. We meet again!”

Fane smiled calmly, then looked at the bandaged hand of the other party. "It seems you have a great

personality. You’re a real man that keeps your word!"

At first, Ken could not understand what Fane was talking about. He frowned and looked at Dan,

asking," You've met?"

Dan smiled bitterly, then nodded. "Young Master Clark, uhm... It's about time for lunch. Why don't we

head back?"

While he spoke, Dan had even winked a few times at Ken.

"Lunch? What lunch? Go beat him up. Damn it! If I don't vent my frustrations today, I'm not a man!" Ken

huffed, failing to understand Dan's implications.

Smack!

Fane took a step forward and gave Young Master Clark a slap to his face.

"You..."

"Dan, get him!"

Smack!

"Dan..."

Smack!

After a few consecutive slaps, Young Master Clark almost passed out.

"Dan, why aren’t you and your men taking action?"

Young Master Clark was on the verge of tears. He felt s o wronged. He had never been treated this

way before.

Dan did not dare to take action. The men around him had also witnessed first hand how Black Dragon

was killed. They lowered their heads in fear, not daring to take a single step forward.

"Sorry for disturbing!"

The unexpected had just happened. Dan walked up to Fane and bowed respectfully, then with a wave

of his hand, he ordered his underlings, "Take Young Master Clark home!"

In an instant, the thugs carried Ken and went out the door.

"Put me down. Dan, what’s wrong with you? I’m asking you to cripple that brat. Dan, why are you such

a wuss today?”

Young Master Clark was cursing all the way out, but it had no effect. He was carried away just like that.

"This...”

Fiona and Andrew were both flabbergasted. At first, they thought that Fane was done for. Who would

have thought such a dramatic scene would ensue?

"Could it be that Dan is afraid of you? You know each other?" Selena asked with a frown on her face.

"That’s a long story!” 1

Fane smiled bitterly, then looked at the bag of trash on the floor, asking, "Selena, why are you

collecting trash? What happened in the past five years?"

All was good until that topic was brought up. Fiona immediately boiled with rage again.

Enraged, she walked forward and was just about to push Fane out of the door. "It's all because of you,

trash! If not for you forcing yourself on my daughter and impregnating her with Kylie, would she be

kicked out of the family? Do you think we’d be collecting trash for a living?”

"Ma, stop that. He's not to be blamed for that matter. It was my own decision. He did not force himself

on me!”

Selena retorted strongly, "The incident that night was nothing to be regretful about. I’ll never regret my

decision. I'll be responsible for my own actions. Didn't Grandpa have me marry him? He’s the man I'll

be with!”

"Impossible. It must be this scoundrel forcing himself on you. You must've been drunk, and he took

advantage of that. That must be it!" "You're the Taylor family's Eldest Miss and he's only a delivery boy.

How can he be a worthy partner for you?"

Fiona refused to believe Selena's statement. She glared at Fane through gritted teeth. "Brat, I don't

care. You must compensate my daughter for her loss of youth and divorce her. Let her marry Young

Master Clark."

"Mother, I've already told you. Unless Selena says so, I won't be divorcing her!"

Fane was determined. He looked at Selena, finally showing a gentle expression as he asked, "Selena,

can you tell me what happened? Even if you're kicked out o f the Taylor family, you shouldn’t have to

resort to collecting trash, right? With your networking and capabilities, how could you not find a good

job?" 1

Selena made a bitter smile. That smile was filled with untold suffering. "Do you think I wished for this? Content property of NôvelDra/ma.Org.

After getting pregnant, I was told to abort it. I disagreed and was kicked out. What kind of job could I

take while being pregnant? Moreover, my Grandpa gave out an order to ban all affiliated companies

from hiring me!" 2

By that point, Selena took a seat by the table. Her gaze had a pitiful look. "Some companies were

willing to hire me, for example, those from the Clark family. Although they were willing, the condition

was to abort the child. Moreover, Young Master Clark had always been eyeing me! What else could I

do? The Taylor family was even worse. They would only leave me

alone when I collected trash. Otherwise, they'd be sending people to destroy my business even if I just

set up a simple stall!” 3 "Damn it!"

By that point, Fane could not bear listening on. The wife of the Supreme Warrior was actually forced to

collect trash and left without help? i

"You see, it's all because of you. If not for trash like you, would our family be in such a rut?"

Fiona was still as disgusted as before. "Furthermore, Selena's dad's leg was broken when he worked

as a porter. Look at him now! Sob, sob, sob, why is my life s o difficult!"

"Father, mother, I’m sorry. I didn't expect it to turn out this way!"

Seeing Fiona in tears and how the whole family could not even have a decent meal, Fane’s heart was

wracked with guilt. "Don't you worry. Now that I'm back, nobody will dare to bully you in the future!"

"You're just talking nonsense!"

Fiona's voice trembled, clearly agitated as she pointed at Fane. "You're just a soldier. What can you

do? At most, you can only run your mouth. The way I see it, it's 10 to 100 times better for our Selena to

marry Young Master Clark or that Young Master Wilson when compared to trash like you!"