“What can we do? Please tell me!” Max Kaur asked urgently.
Ignatius Clark grinned widely. “Let Madeline Kaur marry me. With the Kaur family and the Clark family united by marriage, the Watson family will naturally show my family some respect and spare your lives.”
“However, Flynn definitely can’t live. Call him here. I’ll bring his head along with Madeline Kaur back to Slatin.”
“Let Madeline Kaur marry you?” Max Kaur was stunned for a second before becoming excited. “Great! This is the best plan ever!”
“Matteo, hurry and call Madeline. Get her back here quickly! Never mind, I’ll do it!”
The Clark family!
They were the top family in Slatin!
Their status was even higher than that of the Pelens family!
In fact, to some extent, they even overshadowed the Fletcher family. If the Kaur family could marry into the Clark family, it would be fantastic!
Haha… a calamity had instantly turned into a great fortune!
The Kaur family’s good days were coming!
“No! Madeline can’t have any ties to the Clark family!” Matteo Kaur rushed forward to snatch Max Kaur’s phone.
The Clark family caused so much suffering for Flynn and his mother. How could he marry his daughter off to someone from the Clark family?
Especially to Ignatius Clark, the very scoundrel who had humiliated him ten years ago!
“Bang!”
Just as he reached for the phone, Ignatius Clark’s bodyguard kicked him, sending Matteo Kaur flying backward, crashing into the coffee table.
Matteo Kaur hit the table hard, pain shooting through his lower back, causing him to collapse to the floor.
“Madeline can’t marry into the Clark family! She can’t!” Matteo Kaur pushed himself up with one hand, the other clutching his aching back, cold sweat pouring down his face.
His spine was injured. He might have cracked a bone.
Ignatius Clark slowly approached, his polished shoe coming down on Matteo Kaur’s hand, crushing it like a discarded cigarette butt.
“Since you’re so fond of that bastard Flynn, how about this? I’ll send you down to hell to wait for him.”
“Ugh…” Matteo Kaur’s hand felt as if it had been run over by a car, the pain rendering him dazed. His body trembled uncontrollably, a surge of rage that had built up over twenty years finally exploding.
“The biggest mistake Adrianna ever made was marrying that beast, Paxton Clark!”
“What did they ever do to the Clark family? Why do you have to go to such extremes to annihilate them?”
“The Clark family’s wickedness will surely bring them retribution!”
“Go back and tell Paxton Clark that even if I die, I will haunt you all as a ghost!”
Ignatius Clark, however, was unfazed. Instead, he chuckled coldly, treating Matteo Kaur’s screams as nothing more than the squeaks of a mouse.
“Adrianna? How affectionate you are!” Ignatius Clark placed his foot on Matteo Kaur’s head, mocking him. “You’re not having an affair with that whore Adrianna Noble, are you?”
“Otherwise, why would you protect them, right?”
“Beast! You’re nothing but a beast!” Matteo Kaur’s eyes flared with fury at such vulgar words.
He wanted to fight back, but Ignatius Clark pressed his head firmly against the floor, applying more force.
Max Kaur dropped to his knees, pleading, “Ignatius, I called Madeline Kaur. She and her mother are on their way.”
“Don’t worry. It doesn’t matter if Matteo Kaur disagrees. As long as my old man agrees, it’s all good!”
“Please spare my brother. Let him go.”
He couldn’t just watch as his brother was beaten to a pulp by Ignatius Clark.
Matteo Kaur’s head buzzed, and his face was pressed against the floor, and through the excruciating pain, he yelled,
“Max Kaur, what have you done? Ignatius Clark is a beast! Will Madeline really be happy marrying him?”
“Are you trying to kill my daughter…”
“Bang!”
Ignatius Clark kicked Matteo Kaur in the head like he was kicking a soccer ball.
The force was so powerful that it sent Matteo Kaur sliding three meters across the floor.
His cheekbone cracked, flesh torn, and blood poured from his face.
The edge of Ignatius Clark’s shoe was as sharp as a knife, slicing through Matteo Kaur’s skin, leaving a pool of blood on the pristine white floor, looking gruesome and horrifying.
“Matteo, if you’re going to blame someone, blame Flynn. Without that mother and son, the Kaur family wouldn’t be in this situation!” Max Kaur shouted helplessly.
He wanted to help Matteo Kaur but was pushed away.
Matteo Kaur struggled to crawl toward the door, desperate to stop Madeline Kaur from coming home and to warn her to run as far away as possible.
“Crack!”
Ignatius Clark stomped down on Matteo Kaur’s right ankle, shattering the bone.
“Ah-” Matteo Kaur screamed in agony, pain seizing his head. His face turned pale, and his back was soaked with sweat.
“Call that bastard Flynn immediately!” Ignatius Clark barked, his face darkening as he stomped on Matteo Kaur’s leg.
“Ugh… You beast! You won’t have a good end! Kill me if you dare!” Matteo Kaur screamed, his scalp feeling like it was about to explode, cursing in hysteria.
He couldn’t bear the torment anymore. He just wanted a quick death.
“Ignatius, don’t hit him anymore. Please, don’t! I’ll call Flynn, okay? I’ll do it right now…” Max Kaur was terrified. At this rate, Matteo Kaur would definitely die!
He pulled out Matteo Kaur’s phone, found Flynn’s number, and dialed.
“Flynn, where the hell are you? Ignatius Clark is about to kill Matteo Kaur!”
“You better have some conscience and get over here quickly. The Kaur family is about to be ruined because of you and your mother!”
As soon as the call connected, Max Kaur shouted into the phone.
Flynn had just left Rose’s place when he received the call, his expression immediately turning icy at these words.
“Ignatius Clark?” A murderous intent surged in Flynn’s eyes, cold enough to freeze the air for thirty miles!
He hung up and rushed toward the Kaur family estate.
At that moment, Madeline Kaur and her mother were hurrying over.
Upon seeing Matteo Kaur covered in blood and his limbs deformed, both women nearly fainted.
“Matteo Kaur! Don’t die! Please don’t! Ignatius, my husband has a heart condition. He can’t handle this kind of injury. How can you be so ruthless?” Paulina Johnston cried, holding Matteo Kaur and begging frantically.
This scumbag was too cruel!
No torture could compare to this.
Ignatius Clark treated Matteo Kaur like he was less than human!
“Absolutely stunning! Even more beautiful than ten years ago! You’ve got a bigger chest now, Madeline Kaur!” Ignatius Clark’s eyes were glued to Madeline Kaur, dazzled by her beauty and figure.
He had no time to pay attention to Paulina Johnston. From the moment Madeline Kaur walked in, he was captivated by her looks.
Madeline Kaur was a hundred times more beautiful than his ex-wife!
This kind of beauty could outshine any celebrity!
He had come to Niarak for the right reason!
“Madeline Kaur, you haven’t disappointed me. I’ve longed for you for ten years, and it was worth it!”
“Ignatius, what did my father do to offend you that you would treat him this way?” Madeline Kaur asked timidly.
The moment she saw Ignatius Clark, a chill shot up her spine.
Ten years ago, this man was only twenty-three, yet he had cast a shadow over her family for a lifetime.
Seeing Ignatius Clark, the Kaur family felt nothing but fear.
He was a devil!
“Want to know? Come with me inside, and I’ll tell you!” Ignatius Clark said excitedly, grabbing Madeline Kaur by the hair and pulling her toward a side room.
Today, he intended to take Madeline Kaur’s virginity!
He would ravage her on the bed!
To Ignatius Clark, the Kaur family were nothing more than pigs, to be disposed of at will!
Paulina Johnston nearly went mad, rushing forward to grab Madeline Kaur. But Ignatius Clark’s bodyguard slapped her, sending her crashing to the floor.
“Ignatius, please, let Madeline go! Max, what’s going on? Why are the Clark family back again?” Paulina Johnston exclaimed, eyes filled with despair and terror.
Max Kaur was also terrified by Ignatius Clark’s violence. He never expected this man to turn to brutality so quickly!
When he saw Madeline Kaur, Ignatius didn’t even say a word before trying to drag her away.
Ignatius Clark was inhumane!
“Blame Flynn, and blame Matteo Kaur’s stubbornness. Ignatius Clark intends to marry Madeline Kaur, yet he refuses.”
“If he had agreed, things wouldn’t have turned out this way.” Max Kaur said, trembling.
Just then, the sound of Madeline Kaur’s sobbing and pleading filled the living room.
“Ignatius, stop! You can’t do this! No, please! No…”
Ignatius Clark ignored her pleas, pushing Madeline Kaur onto the sofa and tearing her shirt apart.
Her white lacy bra was exposed, two snow-white mounds shaking slightly.
Ignatius Clark became even more excited, lunging at her!
“What?!” Paulina Johnston’s eyes widened in horror, shouting angrily, “It’s all because of Flynn! Matteo Kaur, what kind of disaster did you save back then?”
“They’ve ruined us!”
“Flynn, if you have any decency, take responsibility for your actions! Where are you? Get over here! Where are you?! Ahhh-”
Suddenly, the front door of the Kaur family’s place swung open violently, and Flynn rushed in, an aura of murderous intent surrounding him.
Upon seeing Matteo Kaur bloodied and on the verge of death, a terrible glint shot from his eyes.
The atmosphere over the Kaur family instantly felt charged with violence, the temperature dropping several degrees!
A voice laden with endless killing intent boomed like thunder from the heavens.
“Ignatius Clark, you must die today!”