Chapter 322
Shamaine sneered in a mocking manner. âYou didn't? Why do you still bother to pretend when even
that scumbag admitted to it? I'm revolted by little b*tches who seek pity like you!
âCecile, do you remember what I told you back then? I said I would beat you up every time I see
you!â
Upon saying that, Shamaine walked past Kayson, clenched her fist, and swung toward Cecile. It was
fortunate that Kayson managed to clutch her wrist. However, the young manâs gaze dimmed. He
sneered and said, âMy friend, it would be best if you don't intervene in a matter between two
women as a man, right?â He raised his arm in an attempt to pull away Kaysonâs arm, only to discover
that he could not budge Kaysonâs arm in the slightest bit.
He was shocked and exerted so much strength that his face flushed. Yet, there was nothing he could
do to move Kayson's arm. Kayson swung his arm gently and sent Shamaine staggering backward.
The young man caught her before she fell.
Shamaine cried and shouted, âFrederick! He hit me!â
Frederick was furious that he was humiliated in the presence of his girlfriend. âHow dare you
provoke me! Stand here and wait for me if you have the balls!â Kayson said nonchalantly, âI'm not
going to leave. You may call upon anyone as you wish.â
Then, he ignored the couple and made his way to Cecile before saying in a comforting manner,
âDon't be scared and don't cry. I'll punish them.â
Shyla said furiously, âShe has gone too far. How could Cecile have possibly seduced her ex
boyfriend? Cecile is just a child!â âWhat sheâs doing to Cecile is known as slander, right? Her
behavior is inexcusable!â Kayson nodded and agreed that Shamaineâs words were very unpleasant.
Moreover, she did not seem like an unreasonable person judging by her appearance.
Frederick appeared to have made a call and said ferociously, âYou really have the balls not to
run!â
Kayson smiled nonchalantly and pointed at Shamaine. âThis woman is not a kind person. You should
better keep your distance from her if you want to live a long, good life.â
Frederick said with resentment, âB*Ish*t! You're such a poser! Do you think that I'll be bothered by
you? When Troy and the others get here, you'll be doomed!â
A few aged-looking cars arrived after 30 minutes, and a few thugs got out of the car one by one.
Their leader was a man in a singlet, and he made his way to Frederick "Mr. Fann, the boy standing
opposite you is the one who offended you, right?â Frederick said ferociously, âThat's right. Thank
you for taking the trouble to do this, Troy.
Break his arms and legs but keep him alive.â Troy whistled and picked up a baseball bat while
sniggering in contempt. âThat's easy! Just a trivial matter!â Then, he walked toward Kayson with his
subordinates and assumed an arrogant expression.â You're rather bold, huh? You silly little boy. How
dare you offend Mr. Fann? Don't you know that Mr. Fannâs father is one of the wealthiest tycoons in
Northspring?â âAh...â Kayson appeared confused. âI have no idea indeed.â Troy's gaze dimmed upon
hearing that, and he said with a malicious sneer, âYou will find out soon enough! Let's beat him up!â
Eight people rushed forward in a crowd. Kayson dodged their offensive with ease. He raised his leg
to knee someone casually, delivered a slap randomly, and swung a punch easily.
His movements were swift, crisp, and without hesitation. A few thuds were heard continuously, and
it did not take long before the gang of thugs summoned by Frederick was lying on the ground.
Frederick and Shamaine were astounded. They looked at Kayson in a daze. Kayson dragged along
the baseball bat stained with blood and made his way to Frederick. Frederick was so scared that he
almost wet his pants. He said stutteringly, âY-You are doomed, boy! Troy is working for Mr. Tigre!â
Kayson asked in puzzlement, âWho's Tigre?â Frederick said sternly, âYou donât even know about Mr.
Tigre... Mr. Tigre is a good friend of Mr. Saul! He took over all of Mr. Saul's gangs after Mr. Saul's
death, and he is now the underworld king of Northspring!â