Guardian-In-Law



Chapter 1203 Packed Meal Gone Bad

The Red Star Charity committee withheld the boxed lunches to starve rescue workers.

If giving the rescue workers food was not a priority, Kaze would have notified Don to arrest the Red Star Charity committee.

"What? Keeping the food from us?"

*The bastards are trying to get even with us by starving us."

"Why would you do that? Even if you don't want to help, don't add to the trouble."

Livid, the nearby emergency responders encircled the administrators of Red Star Charity.

Several women teared up angrily.

Things were about to get out of hand.

Grabbing Bobby by the collar, Kaze stared at him. "Are you going to distribute the food, or should I do it for you?" "W-We'll do it."

As tensions ran high, Bobby grew scared and said with an ashen face, "Let me go. We honestly didn't withhold the food.

*The food truck arrived a few minutes ago. The staff is still tallying up how much food we have."

*Just distribute the food now."NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

Not interested in hearing another word from the guy, Kaze hurled him aside.

*Come on. We're going to retrieve the packed food from the truck."

Bobby snapped Kaze the evil eye before calling the other administrators to distribute the food.

In between, he dialed a number. "Hello, Uncle Chris? Lee is at it again. He even hit me. I need your support to make him pay."

His uncle, Chris Hoot, was the executive vice president of Red Star Charity and Yelena's right-hand man. He managed Red Star Charity's daily affairs.

Chris oversaw the food distribution to rescue workers.

Following the call from Bobby, Chris rushed to the scene right away.

*Just you wait, Lee. Once my uncle gets here, I'll show you," Bobby muttered under his breath.

Still, Bobby had no choice but to distribute the packed meals.

He did not want to give Kaze another reason to hit him.

Soon, every emergency responder received a packed lunch.

Since Kaze missed lunch, he received food and sat on the ground to eat.

"Argh. Yuck!"

Sitting next to Kaze, a college volunteer named Daphne quickly spat out the food.

"The food has a weird taste. It has gone bad."

"We were left hungry for an hour, and now the food is stale. Red Star Charity is the worst benefit ever."

"Where is the committee of Red Star Charity?"

Driven by rage, the rescue workers encircled Bobby and his people again.

Kaze sampled the food and frowned.

He had eaten rotten meat to survive on the battlefield before, so stale food was no big deal. The issue was that they were all not at war where food was scarce.

They should be offered hot, fresh meals.

Kaze carried his boxed meal to Bobby. "Didn't you say the food truck just arrived? Why were we given spoiled food?

*I believe we are owed an explanation."

Bobby pouted and replied, "So what? It has been a sweltering day, and it isn't easy to prepare that many boxed lunches in a short amount of time. It's perfectly normal for the food truck to arrive an hour later.

"Besides, the food doesn't smell that bad. We are in the middle of a crisis. Why are you fussing about the little things?

*You are being unreasonable. As if things aren't already bad enough."

Bobby's words rubbed everybody the wrong way.

Kaze uttered callously, "So serving spoiled food is fine? You should eat my share in front of everybody. I'll hit you for any gram you don't finish."