Eileen grabbed his neck, her eyes terrifyingly cold.
She despised those who spread false information and rumors online. A few defamatory words could destroy a person without shedding a drop of blood.
This time, Charlotte was lucky to have Quentin’s support, avoiding a disaster. Others wouldn’t have had a chance to recover from such slander.
These creators of fake news were the root of cyberbullying! Disgusting!
Thinking of this, Eileen’s eyes grew colder, and her grip tightened…
Mekhi’s face turned ashen as he struggled frantically, the feeling of suffocation growing stronger…
His struggles weakened, and his eyes began to roll back.
Quentin’s voice was indifferent, “That’s enough, Eileen. Let him go.”
“Otherwise, this guy will really die.”
Hearing this, Eileen slowly released her grip. Mekhi gasped for air, his face gradually returning to normal. He hadn’t fully recovered from the terror.
Who were these two people? They came in and immediately tried to kill him. Their methods were ruthless. Honestly, he didn’t want to deal with such desperados.
Mekhi stared at Quentin and Eileen, fear evident in his eyes. “What are you doing? I warn you! What you’re doing is illegal! You’ll pay for this!”
“Leave now, and I might let you go without pressing charges!”
Eileen slapped him hard.
The crisp sound echoed, and Mekhi screamed, his face covered in blood, skin torn apart!
Two teeth were knocked out.
“Still spouting nonsense? Believe me, I’ll make you bleed.”
Her eyes were filled with a terrifying fierceness.
Mekhi trembled all over and finally quieted down.
Quentin’s indifferent gaze fell on him. “Are you the one fabricating stories?”
“What fabricating stories? I’m a professional content creator…”
Before he could finish, Eileen kicked him in the chest, sending him crashing into a wooden table behind him. The table shattered instantly!
Mekhi writhed in pain on the floor, his chest feeling like it had been hit by a sledgehammer.
The pain almost made him pass out.
Quentin walked up to him, his tone icy. “Do you want me to reveal your dirty deeds?”
That cold tone made Mekhi shiver. “I… It wasn’t my fault; Bella forced me!”
“So you admit it?” Quentin smiled and suddenly grabbed his head, slamming it onto the table. Blood gushed from Mekhi’s head as he felt the world spinning!
“Yesterday, your account received ten thousand dollars from Bella. You weren’t forced; you were just greedy.”
“Am I right?”
Hearing Quentin’s words, Mekhi broke into a cold sweat. This guy even knew that?
Sensing his surprise, Quentin sneered, “Don’t doubt it. Investigating such trivial matters is child’s play for us.”
“Also, I can make you disappear from this world without leaving a trace…”
Mekhi shivered all over.
He saw Quentin smiling brightly. But it sent chills down his spine!
His instincts told him that this man would really kill him.
“What do you want me to do? Pay money, apologize, whatever you want. Just don’t kill me…”
He was just an ordinary person and didn’t want to die.
Quentin nodded slightly. “As long as you behave, you can avoid the death sentence!”