Flynn crushed River’s knees and slapped Margot. These actions were completed in an instant, without any hesitation, as if Flynn was dealing with two small chickens instead of people. The onlookers were wide-eyed, unable to believe what they saw. They couldn’t understand why Flynn was so violent, completely disregarding the Stewart family. Did he plan to go all out?
“My son’s legs! You wretched man, I’ll kill you! I swear I’ll kill you!” Margot almost fainted from the pain of seeing her son’s legs destroyed. The Tang family had already contacted a miracle doctor who said there was a ninety percent chance River could recover. The entire Stewart family was filled with hope. But now Flynn had shattered River’s knees like tomatoes, with bone fragments piercing through flesh-no miracle could save him now.
Flynn’s actions had effectively sentenced River to a lifetime in a wheelchair, even if the miracle doctor could cure his stroke. River sobbed, filled with hatred and regret towards Flynn. If he hadn’t framed Rose’s family back then, he would be surrounded by beauties now. But that was impossible because he could no longer stand.
Margot pulled out her phone and screamed, “You’re finished! If you don’t die today, I’ll be hit by a car when I step outside! I’ll cut off your head and then…”
“Crack!” Another bone-breaking sound echoed as Flynn crushed River’s shoulder blade. Margot’s brain felt like it exploded; her eyes bulged, and her scalp tingled. River was her life; Flynn’s torture was like stabbing her heart.
“You… you…” Margot fumbled for her phone, too angry to speak. “See? If you’d taken out your phone earlier, your son’s shoulder would have been spared. I told you ten seconds ago,” Flynn said, spreading his hands in mock helplessness.
Margot glared at Flynn and dialed Emerson Stewart’s number, putting it on speaker.
“Spring Mei, I’ve picked up Xiao Bin and Vivian. We’ll be home in twenty minutes,” Emerson said excitedly, clearly pleased about Brooks’ arrival.
“Honey, something happened… sob… River and I were beaten up. Come back quickly.” Margot cried out, “Our son’s legs are shattered; his life is ruined…”
Emerson roared in anger, “What? Tell me clearly, who hit my son? Who?”
Margot wiped her tears and said, “It’s that bastard Flynn, Madeline’s husband. I even mentioned the Tang family, but he still attacked and told the Tang family to get over here immediately…”
At that moment, Cristina’s voice echoed inappropriately. “With the help of a miracle doctor, Mr. Stewart’s illness could have been cured. But now that Flynn has shattered his legs, I’m afraid he’ll never stand again. My heart breaks just watching this…”
Rodrigo understood Cristina’s implication instantly and dramatically pounded his chest in sorrow. “Under Mr. Stewart’s leadership these past two years, the Stewart family’s market value increased by over a billion dollars. Such a talented individual being tormented by a thug is truly heartbreaking…”
Boom! Emerson’s blood rushed to his head as he clenched his fists tightly, nails digging into his flesh like an enraged beast. “Bastard! Scum! Today the Stewart family will not rest until he’s dead!”
“Tang Shao, my son was crippled by Flynn; you must seek justice for the Stewart family!” Margot sobbed.
The other end of the line went quiet for a moment before a deep voice spoke up. “Aunt Nie, give the phone to him.”
“Tang Shao!” Margot’s face showed respect as she gritted her teeth and said, “Tang Shao, please speak; I have it on speaker so that bastard can hear you.”
“Alright, Flynn is it? I’ll be there in fifteen minutes. I hope you won’t harm any more Stewart family members during this time.” The voice carried an icy authority that sounded like a request but held an underlying threat.
It felt like an omnipotent figure looking down upon all beings; just hearing his voice made everyone feel an irresistible pressure as if mountains would tremble and heavens would overturn upon his arrival.
Was this the aura of the future leader of the Tang family? The wealthy onlookers shivered in awe of Brooks.
Flynn smirked playfully and said, “Alright, I agree.”
He then walked aside and sat on a bamboo chair. Cristina and Rodrigo exchanged sinister smiles. Rodrigo was particularly excited; his palms were sweating.
Brooks’ influence was immense; as someone in the construction industry, Rodrigo knew it well. Despite being only 34 years old, Brooks had led the Tang family’s business for over ten years.
In those ten years, the Tang family’s market value increased by sixty billion dollars, rising from twentieth to sixth place in Shipmeda State’s influence rankings. The supply project for Ponocord Bay’s cement and steel reinforcement was also secured under his leadership.
All these achievements proved Brooks’ extraordinary capabilities far beyond ordinary talents. With him backing the Stewart family, Flynn was doomed!
Meanwhile…
Niarak Trinity Hospital.
Paulina was wheeled out of surgery with her face wrapped in bandages and taken to a ward where Madeline followed her inside.
Both underwent examinations upon arrival at the hospital; Madeline had minor injuries-red cheeks and mild concussion-while Paulina had more severe injuries: mild concussion, two missing teeth, torn lower lip, bruised right eye, and a 2 cm cut on her tongue.
Margot’s bodyguard had slapped Paulina over a hundred times until she vomited bile; her face swelled like a pig’s head.
After settling her mother in bed, Madeline stepped outside and hesitated before dialing Nathan’s number.
At Lilia’s banquet when Madeline was harassed by Jewelry King’s starlet Nathan had saved her; she blushed while asking for Nathan’s number when seeing him off that night-it came in handy today.
“Occasionally asking Nathan for help shouldn’t make me seem useless,” she muttered to herself before dialing Nathan’s number.
“Mr. Fletcher? This is Madeline; something troublesome happened today…” She explained everything that transpired.
Biology PhD Isaac had smuggled himself into Ostrad; Nathan was investigating this matter in Pelens when he received Madeline’s call-he paused momentarily before listening intently then grew even more puzzled-wasn’t there already someone powerful around her?
Why seek help from him?