Germaine screamed, “Don’t kill Juelz, don’t kill me!”
Ever since she was young, Germaine had never seen this monstrous and murderous side of Jeremy. At that moment, she shouted with pale lips as she backed away.
In the midst of her panic, she did not notice the sharp edges of the table behind her.
“Germaine, be careful!” Jeremy yelled in warning.
Jeremy’s attention had been on her the entire time. When he saw that Germaine was about to injure herself, he hurriedly ran towards her to pull her into his arms.
However, Juelz was faster than him.
He dodged and pulled Germaine to him. After that, he hurriedly dragged Germaine away from Jeremy’s clutches. After he made sure Germaine was fine, his gaze turned dark and resentful, “Do you see how Germaine reacts to you now? You heard her cries, right? She’s scared of you now, and her first instinct is to get away from you!”
“Germaine has always been a fearless woman who would do whatever she wants. She has never been scared of anything! You’ve turned her into a woman who is now afraid of everything. Look at her, you’ve ruined the old Germaine!”
“If you still have any feelings for her, then you should stop attacking Scott Group at once and send Rosalie to prison. That way, you’ll be able to prove how much you care about Germaine.”
“Jeremy, ask yourself honestly, just how much do you really love Germaine?”
“Motherf*cker, you tortured her so mercilessly and even hurt Dorothy and her entire family! Do you even have a conscience? Does your heart hurt?”
“It hurts, Juelz, it hurts so much… Hurry, get me out of here!”
Germaine kept digging at her wounds with her bloody fingers. It was evident that she was in pain, but she couldn’t stop her self-mutilation.
When a person was faced with unbearable suffering, they would unconsciously replicate the torture they endured from the trauma. Sometimes, they would rely on alcohol to numb their pain as well.
Victims of such abuse would only slowly be healed once they received psychological treatment. Only then would they be able to rid themselves of these self-mutilating methods.
At this moment, Jeremy should stay far away from Germaine.
His scent, his voice, everything about him reminded her of his torturous methods. Whenever she recalled them, she felt as if she was going to die from all the pain.
When he saw Germaine subconsciously hurting herself, causing blood to flow more freely from her wounds, Jeremy sobbed.
He fell into a trance as he recalled that one time when he was locked up in the Sherman family’s basement. Back then, Germaine was still a little girl with curly hair. She brought a large plate of cakes and drinks as she sneaked into the basement. She smiled brightly at him. “Hello there, are you hungry? I brought you some delicious food. Hurry up and eat it!”
“Oh, by the way, my name is Germaine Sherman. What about you, what’s your name?”
Back then, his heart, which had long been tormented by hatred suddenly melted upon seeing the girl’s bright smile.
At this moment, that same girl who used to have a smile that was brighter than the sun, the one that he had loved ever since he was a child had been completely ruined by him.
Jeremy squeezed his eyes in pain and stared at Germaine, who looked like a frightened bird. His eyes brewed with indiscernible emotions, and no one knew what he was thinking.
“Jeremy, do you want to watch Germaine bleed to death? Just give me your answer.” Juelz gritted his teeth.
Jeremy trembled at Juelz’s words. He shifted his gaze to the left and glared at Juelz angrily. “Alright, I’ll agree to your conditions.”
“Good, you’d better keep your promise then.”
After Juelz got the answer he wanted, he waved the phone in his hand and sneered at Jeremy, “I’ve recorded our conversation just now. You’d better not think about going back on your word.”
“What the f*ck! How could you resort to such cheap tactics?! You won’t be able to do anything to me even if I were to go back on my word!”
Jeremy’s gaze fell on the phone, his pupils contracting. “I care for Germaine as much as you do. Take her to the hospital immediately, and don’t blame me for going back on my word if you delay even a second longer!”
The two of them had pretended to be on good terms for many years in the Sherman family. Though Juelz didn’t know everything about him, he knew Jeremy well enough.
After listening to his words, Juelz dared not delay any longer as he could tell that Germaine could not bear the pain any longer.
Hurriedly, he carefully guided Germaine out of the suffocating room and comforted her in a low voice, “Don’t be afraid, Germaine. I will send you to the hospital right away. You will be healed soon.”
Her physical wounds would definitely heal quickly.
However, her emotions and mental state were another story.
Juelz’s eyes swept over the dazed expression on Germaine’s face with red-rimmed eyes.
…
Wilson hurriedly stepped out of the elevator. Out of the corner of his eye, he watched as the other elevator slowly close. There was a couple inside, and he thought they looked familiar.
By the time he realised who they were, the door of the elevator had already closed and started to descend.
“D*mn, wasn’t that Miss Germaine and Mr. Juelz?”
As someone who had accompanied Jeremy for a long time, Wilson had always addressed Juelz as “Mr. Juelz” even though he had already left the Sherman Group and created his own J&D Group.
Since he was used to calling him that, it was difficult to kick the habit.
Wilson walked up to the door of the presidential suite and saw Blade and Locus. He was so angry that he violently kicked the two of them multiple times until the two cried out in agony. Only then did his anger slightly dissipate.
“You idiots! I asked you to grab a woman, yet you kidnapped Miss Germaine, the apple of the boss’s eye. Tell me, do you both want to be doomed for the rest of your lives?!”
Blade tried to find an excuse. “Mr. Wilson, we didn’t know anything about Miss Germaine. You asked us to find a woman and send her to the boss as soon as possible. Just as we walked out of the hotel, we saw her. She was dressed like a b*tch! At first glance, we thought that she was just here to sell her body for money! She looked like the type.”
Locus nodded in agreement and said, “That’s right, Mr. Wilson. Miss Germaine was dressed like a prostitute. To be honest, I think prostitutes dress more decently than her. You can’t blame Blade and I for taking the wrong person…”
“F*ck you two! How dare you come up with excuses after making such a grave mistake? Do you think I don’t have the ability to kill you right now?”
Wilson ignored these two idiots after that. He pushed the door open and rushed in.
Suddenly, an earth-shattering sound could be heard from inside the room. Wilson, along with Blade and Locus, were all equally shocked.