The Shelter Game: Me, Starting with a Tenfold Drop Rate

"What is going on?"

"It sounds like... arguing?" In the quiet nursing home, the sudden clamor drew the attention of many medical staff.

Inside the ward.

Seeing Irving blocking his way, Joseph's anger flared up completely. He could never forget Irving's face. If it hadn't been for this kid disrupting the last banquet, his plan would have already succeeded.

Although Joseph was now the acting chairman of Ocean Group, handling all the family's affairs, he hadn't ascended to this position legitimately.

According to the line of succession, Vicky should have been the chairman of Ocean Group.

However, Joseph had colluded with some of the high-ranking officials within the group to oust Vicky, citing her youth and inexperience in managing the corporation as reasons. Furthermore, he planned to marry her off to the Taylor family.

In doing so, no one would be left to threaten Joseph's position.

But things didn't go as planned...

"Get out! Didn't you hear what I said?" Joseph furiously pointed at Irving, shouting angrily, his eyes burning with rage.

At this moment, the medical staff who had heard the commotion rushed in.

"Mr.Joseph, what is going on here?" A man in his fifties, wearing round-framed glasses, walked in. He was the deputy director of this nursing home.

Behind him were many medical staff, and even seven or eight burly security guards.

Only the wealthy and powerful could stay at Benevolent Sanatorium, so the security was very tight. Just moments ago, this deputy director had received a report that a group of people had forcibly entered the nursing home, severely injuring the gatekeeper.

As he was about to deal with the situation, he heard the commotion coming from a ward on the fifth floor.

"Elvis!" Seeing the deputy director, Joseph's tense heart relaxed a bit. He yelled angrily, "How do you manage this place? How can just anyone barge in here? Get him out of here now!"

Elvis looked at Irving and adjusted his glasses, immediately recognizing him.

According to the report, the intruders had injured the gatekeeper and then left hurriedly. Only three people had broken in at the time.

"It's you?" Elvis's face darkened as he recalled the surveillance footage. He hadn't expected things to coincide this way.

"This is the Benevolent Sanatorium! Breaking in here, do you want to spend the rest of your life in jail?" Elvis waved his hand towards the security guards behind him.

The next moment.

The eight burly security guards moved straight towards Irving.

"Irving..." Seeing this, Vicky grew anxious. She knew that without this man, she wouldn't have had a chance to get in.

If Irving was taken away, she wouldn't be able to deal with her second uncle Joseph at all.

At this moment, Irving was suppressing a burning rage in his heart.

Watching helplessly as his woman was wronged!

Bullied!

And now, these people in the nursing home wanted to kick him out.

A cold glint suddenly flashed in Irving's deep eyes. As the eight burly security guards walked step by step toward him, no one noticed that a black staff had somehow appeared in his hand.

"Irving, don't..." Vicky seemed to realize something and shouted.

Although she knew that these security guards were no match for Irving, openly using game skills here would definitely escalate the situation further. Even if the Angel Guild could show leniency, the Security Bureau would still hunt him down for murder.

She didn't want this man to risk himself for her again.

"Stop!" At this moment, a voice filled with authority echoed. Devin, who had been lying on the bed, slowly stood up. His old eyes stared at Elvis, "Get your people out of here."

"But..." Elvis was stunned and gave Devin a meaningful look, wanting to say more.

"This is an internal matter of the Smith family, it has nothing to do with you." Devin's face gradually darkened. Although he had been tormented by illness over the years, he was not defeated by it.

He had once controlled the entire Ocean Group, developing it to its current scale. Even though he had been staying in the nursing home for years, his authority had not diminished.

"Get out, this is the last time I will say it." Devin's aged eyes shot out a sharp gleam, and a powerful aura emanated from him.

No one could have imagined that a seriously ill person could suddenly exude such a strong presence, making it hard for people to breathe.

Elvis had no choice but to lead the security guards and medical staff out of the ward.

Soon, the ward fell into silence once again.

"Dad, please listen to me first." Joseph vaguely sensed that something was wrong and hurriedly explained, "Actually, Vicky has been deceived by this scoundrel all these years, otherwise, I wouldn't have been so angry when I saw him just now. After all, Vicky is my niece, and I care for her too."

"He, is he the boyfriend your second uncle has been mentioning?" Devin looked Irving up and down, his expression becoming even more grim.

Earlier, Irving and the others had clearly heard everything Joseph said at the door.

Joseph might not be good at managing the group, but he excelled at stirring up trouble and acting. Clearly, Devin had already been influenced and naturally wouldn't have any good feelings towards Irving.

As for why he had driven Elvis and the others out just now, it was simply because he didn't want the family's disgrace to be publicized.

"Vicky, your grandpa is asking you a question. Is he your boyfriend?" Devin questioned sternly. He loved his granddaughter, but he would never watch her be deceived.

Sometimes, the most frightening lies are those mixed with a bit of truth.

"Yes!" Vicky only glanced at Irving and answered without hesitation, "He is indeed my boyfriend."

Hearing this, a triumphant smile flashed across Joseph's face. He quickly added, "Dad, did you hear that? I wasn't wrong, was I? Now I'll help you kick him out."

In his eyes, as long as he could drive Irving out, the remaining problem of his niece Vicky would be much easier to solve.

"Wait a moment." Devin suddenly said.

"Dad, why keep such a scoundrel here? If it weren't for him, our Vicky wouldn't have been deceived." Joseph became anxious.

However, Devin, who had managed Ocean Group for decades, although now seriously ill, still sharply sensed that something was amiss.

"I'm still alive. It's not your place to make decisions for me." Devin glanced at Joseph beside him, then turned his gaze back to Vicky and asked, "Vicky, you just said you didn't go abroad. Why does that not match what your second uncle said?"

Vicky indignantly explained, "That's because my second uncle has been lying to you. Just a year ago, he colluded with several major shareholders of the group to drive me out on the grounds that I was too young and inexperienced to manage."

She had just started speaking when Devin interrupted her.

"What did you say? Didn't you leave because you found managing the group's affairs too exhausting and didn't want to continue?" Devin was somewhat surprised.

The next moment. as if realizing something, his aged eyes stared at Joseph, then signaled Vicky to continue speaking.

"After I was kicked out of the group, I thought my uncle might have meant well and didn't tell you, but then he forced me to marry into the Taylor family." As Vicky recalled those experiences, tears welled up in her eyes again. Choking with emotion, she continued, "I was unwilling at the time, so my uncle confined me and didn't let me leave the house.

If it hadn't been for Irving, I might have already..."

At this point, Vicky could no longer control her emotions and burst into tears.

Although she had become much stronger inside due to her experiences in the Other World Game, she couldn't hold back in front of her grandfather.

"So, over the past year or so, it wasn't that you didn't want to come to the nursing home, but someone was stopping you?" Devin said in a deep voice, then abruptly turned his head to look at Joseph.

That sharp gaze made Joseph break out in a cold sweat, and a hint of panic flashed across his ashen face.

"Dad, Vicky has been deceived by that scoundrel, which is why she's saying these things. I'm her uncle. How could I do such things?" Joseph tried to maintain his composure and quickly said, "Dad, you must believe me. I am your son."

Caught between his granddaughter and his son, Devin couldn't immediately determine who was lying.

The atmosphere in the ward gradually grew more oppressive.

At this moment, a laugh suddenly broke the tension.

Everyone's eyes turned to Irving.

Devin, who subconsciously had no goodwill towards Irving, saw him laugh and his expression grew even darker.

"You scoundrel!" Joseph shouted angrily. "You've deceived our Vicky, and I haven't even settled the score with you. Now you're laughing? Finally showing your true colors."

"Dad, he's definitely laughing at us!"

Joseph continued to spew nonsense, this time directly targeting Irving.