Jaeden was completely caught off guard and was beaten to a pulp by the man before him. The intense pain on his body, coupled with the creeping fear, enveloped his entire being…
How could he even utter a word?
He lifted his head, stuttering, his voice trembling, “Who, who, who the hell are you? Looking for death? Why hit someone all of a sudden!”
Quentin said nothing, lifted his foot, and stomped down again, nearly stomping Jaeden to death!
“Who am I?”
“I am Charlotte’s husband.”
“Heard you were quite bold just now, even daring to flirt with my woman!” Having said that, Quentin crouched down, patted his face, and glared at him with eyes like a starving wolf, causing Jaeden to shiver like a sieve!
Jaeden kept backing away, his mouth slightly agape as cold air rushed into it…
Soon, he was cornered against the wall, and Quentin, seeing his pathetic state, smirked even more coldly and hoisted him up!
“Weren’t you acting tough just now? You were all brave when bullying a weak woman, what happened now? You’re nothing but trash!”
Quentin couldn’t stand those who prey on the weak but fear the strong, especially when this scum had bullied his woman!
Thus, he had to act, and to avenge Charlotte as well!
Jaeden, with a pained expression, suddenly burst into tears, “Dude! Don’t be rash, I was just running my mouth, it’s my fault… I’m to blame, I talk too much… please don’t kill me.”
“Let’s settle this privately!”
In his view, this kind of guy was an outright desperado!
And himself, being part of the management of a large company, was someone with power and influence in society; why bother to stoop to fighting with such scum?
It’s simply not worth it.
“You want money, right? How much do you want? I’ll pay you as much as I can afford… I will pay!” Jaeden quickly made a promise.
After all, no one in the world would want to fight against money; he believed that even the man before him felt the same!
Beating him up was just a way to extort money from him.
Especially after Jaeden’s words, Quentin’s face showed even colder anger, and with a flick of his hand, Jaeden was thrown against the wall!
His back and head throbbed painfully as he slowly slid down the wall…
“Who cares about your dirty money? I came here today to give you a warning. If you dare touch my woman again or harbor any ill intentions, I guarantee next time you’ll end up a corpse!”
“I won’t dare anymore-I won’t dare again-” Under such circumstances, how could Jaeden dare to provoke Quentin, a man as fierce as a devil, who struck too harshly; he might have a little money, but he feared death even more!
“Get up!” Quentin commanded coldly, and Jaeden immediately scrambled to his feet, head bowed, not even daring to look at Quentin.
Quentin snorted coldly, “Get up! Go get a tissue and clean your filthy face, apologize to my wife!”
“And, don’t mention a word of what happened just now to my wife! Do you understand?”
“I understand, I understand!” Jaeden nodded eagerly, as he wouldn’t dare to say otherwise. When under someone’s roof, you have to bow your head.
“Aren’t you going yet?”
Hearing this, Jaeden took several deep breaths to slightly ease the intense pain in his chest, then using the table for support, he walked over step by step, pulled out a sanitary pad from the table, and wiped his blood-covered face…
Looking down, he saw the tissue was completely covered with blood, a sight both shocking and pitiful!
Finally, he showed a smile uglier than crying, “Dude, see if I cleaned it well?”
Quentin glanced a few times.
It was indeed clean; this way Charlotte would not notice he had beaten him up.
He kicked Jaeden in the butt, “Get out!”