No. 1 Consortium Billionaire Strikes Back

CH ~ 002 MASTER ZANE

Hearing the humiliating words from Henry, Sixt's demeanor changed. He let out a dark chuckle, his gaze burning with cold fire as he stepped forward, the moanings replaying painfully in his mind.

In a rush of anger, his palm formed a fist, and without warning, he raised his hand in the air, hitting it hard on Henry's cheekbone!

Henry was sent flying across the room at that instant, but Sixt didn't give him time to recover, as he rushed towards him, punching him with every bone in his body!

“Sixt! Are you out of your fucking mind!” Fiona barked, jumping out of her bed the instant Sixt sat on Henry, and his fist kept hitting his cheek.

Argh!

But Henry on the other hand didn't back down, with the strength he could muster, he tried to punch Sixt and the room turned into a chaotic war zone.

“AHH!” Henry struggled, gritting his teeth hard.

“Argh! You fucker!” Sixt stood on his feet, raising his legs in hitting Henry on his stomach, causing him to spat out blood from his mouth.

“Sixt! You fucking animal! Let him go this instant! Are you planning on taking his life, you monster!” Fiona shouted with so much rage, not daring to go close to the war happening right in front of her.

But all her words fell on deaf ears. Neither Sixt nor Henry were listening to her. They were furiously hitting each other so bad, that Henry was now looking so faintly, weak and his face was all swollen and bloody from Sixt’s punch and still, Sixt still didn't stop.

Each time the scene of how he catch Henry fucking his wife flashes in his head, his punches became hard, intense, and ruthless!

He was consumed with so much anger, and his eyes were red, and his pale was covered in blood, but he kept going as if ending Henry's life was his aim.

And at this point, Henry could almost not fight back.

Smack! Smack!

He groaned, laying on the floor as Sixt kept hitting him and the blood on his mouth kept pouring on his chin.

“Are you two even listening! Sixt! Fucking stop already! You're going to get him killed! What kind of a monster are you!” Fiona screamed at the top of her lungs, especially since Sixt was obviously more powerful than her boss. His punches were deadly and she could tell he was ready to kill Henry!

Especially since neither of them had any intention of stopping the fight anything soon.

Taking advantage of her Sixt’s distraction, Fiona shifts her gaze to the lamp at the bedside table. And while he wasn't looking, she strikes the back of the lamp on Sixt's head, causing him to freeze at the spot.

The lamp crashes against his skull, sending a sharp, splitting pain through his head.

“Fuck!” Sixt squeezed his eyes, groaning from the impact of the brutal pain.

He tried to get up on his feet as warm and thick blood gushed from the wound, trailing down his face and chin. His vision became blurry as he staggered back, trying to maintain balance.

His fingers pressed against the wound instinctively, but that didn't stop the relentless rush of blood.

“Get out this instant, you son of a bitch!”

Sixt could almost not make sense of what was happening until he heard that voice, and when he turned, he saw Fiona barking at him while helping her boss to the bed, even when he himself was almost dying in pain from the pain she inflicted on him.

Bewildered and in disbelief, Sixt's heart ached. He took a step forward but his strength is failing him. The betrayal stings deeper than the wound itself.

“Can't you hear me?! I said get out! Get lost! Get the hell out of my house!!” Fiona spat, her cold eyes raging with a murderous look.

Feeling both furious and utterly disheartened by his wife’s betrayal, Sixt was left speechless, hurt and disappointed… Above all, he was too weak to talk. His shirt was almost soaked in his own blood.

“Fuck off, Sixt Guidotti!” She pushes him to the door.

Staggering, Sixt stepped out of the house while the boss angrily shouted from behind.

“This is far from over, Sixt! I will slaughter you like a pig!”

“You'll pay for this! For laying that poor hand on me, you're as good as dead!” Henry shouted.

Sixt on the other hand struggled out of the big gate, staggering on the street while the rain poured down on him.

He would barely make it a few seconds into his painful walk when his legs give out and he finally collapses his knees from severe blood loss.

At that moment, a luxurious BMW pulled over because Sixt blocked its way.

The driver, who was forced to stop, shifted his gaze behind him, “Master.” He bowed his head, “...a man is lying on the road ahead, blocking the way. He's just lying there in the middle of the road… Could he be trying to scam us?"

The car is occupied by an elderly man. The patriarch of the prominent Zane family. A man of great power.

However, he is also a kind-hearted old man.

Old Master Zane creased his brows. His bodyguards opened his door immediately.

He stepped out of his car, with a frown, hoping to find what's wrong with this poor young man.

However, upon seeing the young man soaked in the pool of his own blood, the old man was stunned. As he lowered himself to check for his pulse, he noticed the bracelet on the man’s wrist and was taken aback.

Without hesitation, the old man snapped his fingers and his bodyguards came out rushing.

“Put him in the car, hurry!” He ordered with a sense of urgency.