Chapter 110: Chapter 110

Steven’s gaze instantly sharpened. He was a man of few words, but the intensity in his eyes alone.

could send shivers down anyone’s spine.

As predicted, Benson, familiar with the sting of a past thrashing, started coughing. He subtly motioned to the person beside him.

“Alright, just shut up. You wouldn’t want to pick a fight with a lunatic like him. He might kill you, and it wouldn’t be against the law.”

The person, obviously scared, gulped hard and stopped talking.

“Good boys don’t block the way.” I smirked, lifting my foot to trip Benson as he passed by.

Benson tumbled to the ground in a clumsy manner.

Turning back with a grin, I joked, “Oh my, such a grand performance for Mrs. Miranda?”

Frustrated, Benson clenched his fists and glared at me through gritted teeth. “You’re absolutely insane…”

Perhaps he thought I was just as much of a lunatic.

Benson glanced at the people around him. “There’s no way we can’t tackle this lunatic together.

Let’s do this!!!

Seeing that Benson and the others were about to start a fight, Miranda hurriedly stepped in. “What’s going on here?”

“Mrs. Miranda, let’s step aside and talk. They’re adults. They can handle their issues without resorting to actual fighting.”

Yasmin, enduring the pain, guided Miranda away with a few others. It was clear she deliberately wanted Benson and the others to confront Steven.

Steven was on his own, squaring off against a whole bunch of them.

Meanwhile, Michael remained aloof as he observed the unfolding situation without uttering a word.

I turned to Benson. “Well… some things never change. Looks like somebody forgot they were almost beaten to death the last time.

”

Benson’s group charged forward. One of them was wielding a bottle, ready to attack Steven.

Instinctively, I positioned myself as a shield for Steven, who appeared somewhat clueless.

Then, out of nowhere, Steven pulled me into his arms. I quickly snatched the bottle, and his cold gaze was locked on the attacker. There was a hint of madness in his eyes.

He seized the bottle and smashed it against the attacker’s head.

“You guys started it.” I gave Benson a disapproving look and then glanced at Steven. “He’s the one who initiated this. Hit him.”

Benson looked scared. He was clearly shaken by Steven’s intimidating presence.

“Okay.” Surprisingly, Steven complied. It was as if he would follow whatever I said.

He let go of me but continued to shield me behind him. He hurled the bottle at Benson. Perhaps to prevent glass shards from hitting me, he shielded me effectively.

Steven was really going all out, easily taking down Benson’s group.

Now, it was me who was starting to feel uneasy…

I had spoken impulsively, but Steven… It seemed like he was dead serious about harming Benson.

“Alright, that’s enough!” Michael snapped.

Steven, with a grip on Benson’s collar, momentarily stopped his fist. Glancing back at Michael, Steven smirked before turning back to land the punch.

t was per “Steven…” I moved closer, hugging his arm. scared someone might get seriously hurt. “Please, just stop.”

“Come on, stop it.” Many others tried to intervene from a distance while avoiding getting too close.

Howard, the one who organized the gathering, stayed behind the others. He was unwilling to step forward.

With a dark expression, Michael was about to step forward when cries from his former classmates interrupted him.

“Michael, Yasmin fainted! There’s blood on her dress!”

“Michael, Yasmin fainted!”