The Terrifying Deterrent Power of a Tycoon Family

Peter waved awkwardly at Loren, then greeted him with embarrassment.

Unlike Loren and Harry, who were handsome and tall, Peter Parker wore thick glasses and a plaid shirt—the typical outfit of a nerdy engineering student. He looked utterly plain and unfashionable.

On top of that, Peter Parker's family circumstances were very ordinary—one could even call them poor.

As a result, he severely lacked confidence. He always walked with his head lowered, giving off an extremely dejected air.

Looking at Peter Parker before him, Loren could not help feeling that something was strange.

Because this universe's Peter Parker was far too different from the Peter Parker he remembered.

Although Peter Parker in the main universe had not come from a well-off family either, he had always seemed upbeat and full of positive energy.

But the Peter before him felt more bland and gloomy, even carrying a slightly negative, brooding aura.

Still, according to the memories he had inherited, he had not found anything wrong with this universe's Peter Parker.

At least, he had not noticed anything yet, so he did not dwell on it. Instead, he smiled and patted Peter on the shoulder.

"It really has been a long time. I never expected we'd run into each other here today. Perfect—we can catch up and have a few drinks together."

As Loren spoke, he led the three of them toward the banquet hall.

But just then, a middle-aged man in a white suit hurried out of the banquet hall and approached him with a smile.

At the same time, a large crowd of television reporters carrying cameras followed beside the middle-aged man.

Their flashes kept flickering around him like fireworks.

There were so many flashes going off so quickly that his face was nearly impossible to see.

Anyone who did not know better might have thought an anglerfish was swimming over.

And who else could this middle-aged man, surrounded by stars, be but Tony Stark, that king of show-offs?

"Young Master Morgan, my sincerest apologies. I never expected you to attend the party in person. If I had known, I would have waited here to welcome you!"

Although Tony Stark was a famous New York playboy, one of America's wealthiest men, and a technological genius—

His wealth and status still could not compare to an old-money tycoon family like the Morgan Family.

And Loren Morgan was also the second-largest shareholder of Stark Group, so naturally, Tony had to come out personally to receive him.

Even a technological genius like him understood that much social etiquette.

The moment he said those words, the surrounding reporters widened their eyes, their faces filled with shock.

The instant they heard the words "Young Master Morgan," these reporters immediately realized who this impossibly handsome young man was.

Then, the endlessly flashing cameras abruptly stopped.

At the same time, every reporter tactfully lowered their camera.

Not one of them dared photograph him without Loren's permission.

Because Loren was the Morgan Family's sole heir.

And no one understood better than these reporters just how transcendent the Morgan Family's status was in their country.

Many of the media companies and television stations they worked for were invested in and controlled by the Morgan Family.

After all, for a tycoon family wealthy enough to rival a nation, controlling a country's voice and the direction of public opinion was basic practice.

Of course, it was also inevitable!

Tony Stark could at most be considered a celebrity businessman, or perhaps a rich second-generation heir with a talent for technology.

They could photograph him all they wanted; the key was that he liked being photographed.

But Loren Morgan, in a sense, was the man who paid their salaries—the boss behind the scenes.

How could they possibly dare act recklessly in front of Loren?

Seeing the reporters stop filming and tactfully lower their cameras in unison—

Loren found it rather amusing, but he also felt secretly pleased.

A tycoon family really was a tycoon family!

Their status truly stood above the rest!

This feeling of being feared and looked up to was genuinely addictive.

At any rate, he had already fallen in love with it.

"Our Iron Man, there is no need to be so polite with me. After all, we're on the same side."

Watching Tony approach, Loren said with a smile.

He was Stark Group's second-largest shareholder, which made him one of Stark Group's owners.

So there was nothing wrong with saying that he and Tony Stark were on the same side.

But Tony Stark seemed to be hearing that phrasing for the first time, and he froze for a moment.

Only after a brief pause did he react, nodding with a somewhat complicated expression and a smile.

"You're right. We are on the same side. After all, you're Stark Group's second-largest shareholder."

"Mm, since we're on the same side, I won't stand on ceremony. I need to go entertain my friends now, so you carry on with your work!"

As Loren spoke, he was about to lead Gwen, Peter, and the others into the banquet hall.

But at that moment, a seductive-looking woman with green hair and an extremely voluptuous figure suddenly stepped forward.

Then, as though she had gathered her courage, she looked at Loren and said, "Young Master Loren, um, may I take a photo of you?"

Hearing her words, everyone present held their breath and looked at Loren, afraid he would be displeased and lose his temper.

But to everyone's surprise, Loren did not get angry. Instead, he shifted his gaze to the woman's face.

Then he sized up the green-haired woman from head to toe with interest.

A moment later, the corners of his mouth curled up into a meaningful smile.

"Of course, but make sure you take a handsome photo of me. Otherwise, I might come looking for trouble with you."

"Hehe, isn't that easy? You're already so handsome in person that it would be impossible for me to make you look bad even if I tried!"

The woman flashed a row of white teeth and laughed so brightly that her ample chest bounced up and down with her movements.

It looked as though they might leap out at any moment.

Such a seductive sight made the surrounding men turn their heads, their blood heating up in unison.

Naturally, Loren was no exception. He stared at the woman for quite some time.

Then he smiled. "You really know how to talk, beautiful lady!

By the way, I happen to enjoy photography too. Would you be free later to discuss it with me privately? We can consider it a technical exchange."

"Really? Of course I would! That would be my honor!"

When she heard Loren wanted to discuss it privately with her, the woman immediately looked overjoyed and nodded frantically.

"Then it's settled. Be sure to come later."

As Loren spoke, he struck a simple pose, then said to all the reporters present, "Today is a good day. Go ahead and take as many pictures as you like. I won't mind."

With Loren's permission, the reporters were overjoyed. They hurriedly raised their cameras and began snapping photos of Loren like mad.

In an instant, Tony, who had originally been the center of attention, was left standing to the side while Loren became the star instead.

Naturally, Tony Stark saw it all. The man who always loved showing off could not help feeling a little awkward at that moment!

Good grief, he had worked so hard to become Iron Man just to gain this much attention.

And now, the moment this young man appeared, he had been pushed straight into a supporting role.

Wasn't that why they said comparisons were the thief of joy?