“Dad, what did Mr. Fletcher say in the end?” Hanna asked anxiously.
Thud!
Beckett knelt directly in front of Flynn.
“Mr. Clark, my daughter has offended you with her foolishness. I beg you to spare her and my family will serve you for life.” Beckett wept bitterly, his nerves at their breaking point.
Hanna was his only daughter. If she really could only move her eyes as Flynn had said, then wouldn’t her life be ruined?
Wesley, that useless son-in-law of his could die for all he cared but not his daughter!
Boom!
Seeing this scene unfold before her eyes, Hanna collapsed on the spot and desperately kowtowed, “Mr. Clark, I am blind and ignorant! Please spare me! I won’t dare to do it again! Please…”
She never imagined that Niarak would hide a person so powerful that even the Fletcher family dared not provoke him.
“Mr. Clark, forgive me! My lust clouded my judgment!” Wesley didn’t need to say much more; he had already wet himself with fear and was now kneeling beside the father and daughter while incessantly kowtowing.
If there were a magic box that could take him back two hours ago when he met Scarlet, he would have treated her like an emperor instead of just listening to what she had to say while kneeling on the ground like this!
Scarlet saw Beckett’s mournful appearance and looked shocked at Flynn.
Beckett had said that Nathan ignored everyone except when answering calls from his father at this time every day but Flynn’s call rang twice before being answered by him. What kind of concept was this?
Although she didn’t know what Nathan talked about with Beckett on the phone or why he sounded so angry over it, seething with endless killing intent, how could someone from Eahta’s clan show so much respect to Flynn?!
Marcel also looked stunned by all of this.
He knew Flynn was skilled in medicine and martial arts but who would have thought that he actually knew Eahta’s Fletcher family? And they ordered Beckett to follow through on whatever request Flynn made even if it meant breaking Hanna’s or Wesley’s spinal cord?
Flynn still wore a dark expression as he spoke coldly without looking at any one person, “Those who plot against me can expect no mercy from me.”
Then turning towards Marcel, he said indifferently, “Break both their spines; Fortune Decoration should be destroyed too. Tomorrow I want nothing left standing here.”
Bang!
Without hesitation, Marcel swung his baseball bat towards Wesley’s backside…
In an instant, there was a cracking sound.
Wesley felt a sharp pain, but it only lasted for two seconds before he lost all sensation below his neck!
Paralyzed from the waist down?
That meant he would spend the rest of his life lying in bed, unable to control basic bodily functions like turning over or going to the bathroom. He wouldn’t even be able to use a wheelchair.
He would be better off dead than living as a useless person.
Despair overwhelmed Wesley and he wished he could jump off a building right then and there. But he couldn’t even do that anymore!
“Miss Wong, spare me! Spare me please! I slapped you twice so let me take two hundred slaps in return. I’ll start now…” Hanna begged while slapping herself as hard as she could.
Smack! Smack! Smack!
She trembled with fear and desperation.
Scarlet watched Wesley crying on the ground in regret and pulled Flynn’s arm while whispering, “Brother-in-law, Wesley deserves punishment for his crimes. He broke his spine but this woman is just angry. Let’s spare her.”
“Spare her? If I’m late, your face will be slashed.” Flynn said coldly without any emotion on his face.
Hanna was terrified; she grabbed onto her hair and screamed non-stop while shaking uncontrollably from head to toe begging for mercy.
“Mr. Clark, please spare my daughter’s life,” Beckett pleaded with shock written all over his face; every bone in him seemed frozen solid like ice water had been poured over him.
Flynn didn’t respond at all; Marcel picked up the baseball bat again…
Crack!
Hanna’s spine was also broken now; both husband and wife were paralyzed from their waists down forever. Their bones crushed beyond repair!
The Reeves family bodyguards saw this scene unfold before them and gasped involuntarily. It was too cruel… too brutal…
The Reeves family members banged their heads against walls crying out loud but Flynn remained unmoved by their pleas…
It was like the god of death himself had come back to earth!
But when one thought about it… the Fletcher family already treated the Reeves father-daughter duo like subordinates so what about this man standing before them?
Perhaps they were nothing more than ants in Flynn’s eyes?
He could have killed Hanna’s husband-and-wife pair outright, but instead chose to leave them paralyzed for life so they could regret today’s events until they died…
This was worse than killing them outright…
Amidst cries of despair, Flynn walked hand-in-hand with Scarlet towards the office door while Marcel’s hundreds of subordinates made way respectfully bowing low, “Farewell Mr. Clark! Farewell Miss Wong!”
Their voices echoed through the hallway causing glass windows to vibrate incessantly…
Scarlet walked among them, watching over 200 black-clad men bowing respectfully, unable to shake off the overwhelming feeling of awe. After seeing off the two people, Marcel turned to his four henchmen and shouted, “Notify all Fortune Decoration employees to evacuate within ten minutes. In ten minutes, I will level this place!”
“Yes!” Marcel’s subordinates rushed out and chaos ensued at Fortune Decoration.
Hanna and her companions were terrified. They had only offended Scarlet, but Flynn was taking things too far by paralyzing them and wanting to destroy Fortune Decoration.
What kind of demon king was he?
Flynn and Scarlet got into a car as a spectacular scene unfolded before their eyes. Countless employees fled towards the company gate while smashing sounds echoed from inside the office building.
Dozens of bulldozers entered the courtyard with roaring engines as buildings, factories, flower beds and parking lots were reduced to rubble in an instant.
Flynn glanced coldly at the destruction before starting up his car and leaving Fortune Decoration behind.
Knowing Flynn’s stubborn personality well enough not to argue with him, Scarlet said, “Paulina will definitely ask me questions when she sees me like this.”
“Can I stay at your place for one night then go back tomorrow?”
Seeing that Scarlet’s face was slightly swollen with bloodshot eyes from crying; Flynn nodded in agreement saying, “Sure thing! I’ll get you some medicine for your swelling.”
Matteo wasn’t doing well physically anyway; if Paulina found out about what happened today, she would surely nag endlessly, which made Flynn even more annoyed just thinking about it.
As they arrived at Thodell Mansion, Flynn prepared some herbs for Scarlet before he could even sit down properly when someone rang their doorbell again!
“It’s Layla again! She never stops!” Already in a bad mood, seeing this woman made Flynn feel even more irritated so he opened the door directly without hesitation.
Outside stood Layla wearing a light blue floral dress looking stunningly beautiful but also coldly arrogant on her face asking, “Where is War God Cruz? Let him come out here now!”