Chapter 145

When Donald processed the hit fully, he didn’t think twice when he raised his clenched fist to return a heavier punch on Dario’s face.

But before his fist could get any closer to Dario’s face, Blake grabbed his arm, stopping it in the air.

Donald’s anger was blazing intensely within him. “How dare he!’ He thought to himself. And the moment he felt a hold on his arm, stopping him, his anger multiplied.

He shot his gaze at Blake when he realized it was his hold and he attempted to release his arm. But Blake’s grip was too strong.

“Don’t you dare lay a finger on my boss! Are you trying to get yourself killed?” Blake asked Donald, his tone calm but firm. His composure was unshaken despite Donald’s struggle to free his arm.

Donald’s struggle abruptly stopped the moment he heard Blake’s words. “Your boss?” He asked, his face contorted in disdain. “Oh your personal assistant is now your boss?” He asked before yanking his hand off Blake’s hold and laughing sarcastically.

“Silver, did yo