THE SECRET HEIR AND HIS SECRET POWER

Chapter 50

The sound of slaps colliding with faces echoed loudly in one of the luxurious rooms of the five-star hotel in the European plains. It was none other than Orlando carrying out the horrifying act. He repeatedly struck the faces of his two bodyguards.

His hand grew thicker from continuously slapping his bodyguards for nearly half an hour. Even his own hand was injured, but Orlando paid no attention and continued venting the anger raging inside him.

"Argh!"

He was about to deliver another slap, but one of his bodyguards trembled in fear. It was the first time Orlando had seen a robust and fierce-looking man like him cower under his treatment.

"Shit!" Orlando retracted his hand, pushing his two bodyguards away and saying, "Clean your faces. I hate looking at them!"

Orlando sat on the edge of the bed, appearing busy as he looked at his phone screen, selecting a flight that would take him to another country. His teeth clenched, veins bulging on his face. Anger once again made him scream like