The thugs glanced at each other, hearing him, considering his words, but the leader of the thug who was flung backward got on his feet again and barked at them rashly."What do you think you're doing? Don't just stand there, kill those piece of shits!"The thugs hurriedly rushed towards Ethan, attacking him at the same time.However, they were just about to get close enough to stab him when they suddenly began flying through the air and landing roughly on their backs, their agonizing screams filling the whole area.Kane huffed irritably when he saw there was no one else left and walked towards one of them who was extremely bulked up, with muscles peeking out of the tight sweatshirt he was putting on.He stopped beside him and turned him over with his leg. The thug immediately recoiled when his eyes met his, and Kane's irritation only grew."Your performance was very disappointing. How many hours did you spend in the gym every day to build up your muscles?"However, the thug only crawl
Kane flexed his arms as he eagerly walked towards the group of bulky men rushing towards Ethan. The first person to reach him slashed his dagger towards his face, but he evaded it by dodging to the side. Then he grabbed the hand holding the dagger and twisted it, whilst delivering a kick to the chest of another person behind him. Kane wanted to make it a little fun for himself by beating them up seriously, but when he realized he had beaten them all of up and none of them were getting up, he hissed and rubbed his nose in frustration. The thugs were clutching their abdomens and rolling all over the floor. They were bawling their eyes out like babies as rhe pain from their broken wrists seeped into every nerve in their body. Kane looked away from them and settled his eyes on the man who had brought the group. Raising his brows, he questioned coldly, “Is this it? Or are there more coming.” Diego Cohen stared at the scene before him in shock. These men were the best he had. The bes
Chloe woke up groggily an hour earlier than she normally wakes up to Matilda’s shrill screaming coming from the living room. Honey’s teacher had sent Chloe a message just before she went to sleep last night saying Honey could to school between 8 and 9 that morning as the lesson for the upcoming competition was taking a toll on the children. Chloe checked the time to see it was an hour before 7 and sleepily got out of bed and hurriedly walked to Honey’s room. She heaved a relieved sign when she saw her little girl still fast asleep. She gently closed the door afterwards and went down the stairs to know why Matilda was trying to wake up the whole neighborhood.“Isn’t it too early to be shouting, mother?” Matilda was standing akimbo with her hands on her waist as she faced the staircase. Sitting in the dinning and drinking coffee while turning through the pages of the day’s newspaper was Scott. He refused to pay any attention to Matilda’s tantrum. “Yes, mother, I slept very late la
When he saw that they were all staring at him without moving a muscle, he scoffed and righteously warned them again. "I'll say it again, if you don't go upstairs and start packing your things before the time I gave you elapse, I'll have my men throw them out into the street." Scott couldn't take his insolent and spiteful words any longer. So he walked out of the dining and towards him. When he was just an inch away from him, he stared him in the eyes and spat out. "Hey, Lewis William, I know I haven't been the best uncle to you over the years, but that doesn't mean I'm not your uncle. And as your uncle, you should respect me no matter what!" Lewis stared back at him for some seconds before a throaty and mocking laughter erupted from his throat and filled the room. Then he proceeded to close the space between them by taking two steps forward and placed a hand on Scott's shoulder and snickered. "Best uncle to me? Do you think I need such nonsense? And respect? You want me to resp
Lewis stopped in front of Scott and poked him with the mop stick. "Ever since I was a child, you never bothered to hide your distaste towards me. Yes, you were scared of grandfather, but you had grandmother to back you up.""But even in her absence and in grandfather's presence, you didn't care to hide what you thought of me." "Do you know how humiliated I always felt whenever you made mention of how bad my grades were and how I wasn't taking my studies seriously?!" Scott slowly raised his eyes to look at him and snickered in contempt, "Yes, I remember. But you and I both know I didn't say anything that wasn't true." "You really weren't taking your studies seriously. You were not attending classes and you were almost in the midst of every shameful incident in school.""As your uncle who cared for you, I couldn't exactly turn a blind eye to things like that which could drag down the family name." Lewis lowered his upper body to Scott's height and slapped him across the face a few
However, Matilda suddenly ran up to Ethan and slapped him on the chest."You rascal, what do you think you're doing? Lewis' grandfather will never let us off the hook if you do this to his grandson!"Scott got up from the floor and glared hard at her. "Woman, how could you be so two-faced? Would you rather defend someone who beat up your husband, who also happens to be his uncle?"Matilda turned to look at him and huffed righteously, "Isn't it obvious he was just threatening to beat you up? You were clearly out of line saying those things to him, and it isn't surprising that it got him angry and made him want to lash out at you.""He just wanted to frighten you a little bit and make you take back what you said, but you continually stood by what you said.""Yes, he beat you, but you brought it on yourself for disrespecting him. How dare you try to pin all the blame on him when you are the one at fault here!"Claire looked at her in disappointment."How could you say something like that
“What? Are you mistaken?” It took a moment before Matilda made sense of what Joshua did and said.She slowly raised her eyes to look at him to see he still had the same serious look on his face.Right. She heard that the extremely rich had a twisted sense of humor. Could it be that he was trying to lure them into the house while feigning kindness so he could deal with them however he saw fit?The thought made a cold shiver run down her spine, and she pointed at Ethan again, “It’s really him. He’s the one you should hold. I told him this part of town is excluded to normal folks, but he still insisted on driving in here.”“He’s the one you should hold responsible. Punish him if you must, but you have to let me off because I was strongly against the idea of coming here!”Ethan had stopped in front of the most luxurious house in Springdale like he owned the place.Everyone was still reeling from the shock of that being possible and how beautiful the place was when they suddenly saw a man
Inside the house, Matilda, Scott, and Claire were all swooning at the magnificent indoor decorations. Everything inside screamed luxury. Matilda saw a trophy made entirely from gold sitting near the massive home theater and ran to it, gushing in excitement. “This looks like it would be worth a lot. It’s made from pure gold. How much will I make from this if I were to sell it on the black market? 100, 200 thousand?” As she caressed the trophy, Scott walked up to her and snickered. “How dare you fantasize about selling something in your son-in-law’s house? Have you no shame?” Matilda hissed without looking at him, “What business of yours is it what I do? And it’s my son-in-law’s house, I can do whatever I want with the things I find in it.” Scott scoffed and raised his voice as he shouted, “If I find one of the things in this house missing, I will make sure I call the cops on you, you vain woman!” Matilda shot up and stared at him menacingly. “Why are you suddenly saying that to