Chapter 616: Chapter 616

Chapter 616:

Santino’s fear of Darrel was real; he knew his uncle wouldn’t just expel him — there would be consequences!

“If I leave like this, Darrel will break my legs!”

But Allison’s disdain was palpable. She barely looked at him as she said, “Get out of my face!”

That single statement hit him like a blow. Santino’s face drained of all color. There would be no negotiating his way out of this.

Rebecca clapped her hands, amused by the scene. “Sweetheart, don’t waste your time on him.” She cast a pitying glance at Santino. “Some people don’t appreciate what they have until they’re on their knees, begging.”

When he heard that, Santino went from looking pale to completely ghostly with fear. He was in this mess all thanks to Melany! Thinking about all the ridicule he had gotten before, he quickly passed the blame.

“This isn’t all my fault!” he blurted. “Those two played the victim, dragging me into their mess!” He pointed an accusing finger at Melany and Lindy. “They tricked me! Ms. Clarke, I had no quarrel with you — I’d never have gotten involved if they hadn’t deceived me!” He wanted to absolve himself of any blame, but Melany was not someone to be easily intimidated.

“Mr. Barker, what are you saying? You offered to help us.” She looked like she was on the verge of tears. “Lindy and I were only trying to save Colton.”

Santino’s temper flared as Melany’s false innocence sank in. He spat angrily, “Cut the act! Weren’t you the one tearing up first?”

Lindy jumped in to defend Melany, indignant. “When did we ever play the victim? Stop making false accusations against us!” She and Melany were in the same situation, so she decided to chime in and have her back. “And, you’re the one who got physical, Santino. Not to mention, you’ve been harassing Melany from the start!”

Santino’s scowl deepened. “Lies! She was the one flirting!”

“Flirting?” Lindy snapped back. “When did that happen?”

“You know exactly when!” Santino shot back, his anger rising.

With that, the three of them devolved into a bickering mess. Darrel’s eyes narrowed as he watched the spectacle, realization dawning. His nephew, clearly blinded by infatuation, had fallen right into their trap.

His attempt to stand out had backfired and caused trouble, leaving him feeling humiliated for his nephew.

“Enough!” Darrel’s voice cut through the chaos. “Someone get him out. And make sure he’s never walking again!”

Within moments, several black-suited bodyguards appeared, grabbing Santino and hauling him away, though they struggled with his weight.

“Uncle, please! I get it now, I’m sorry… Ah!”

Santino’s cries grew distant as he was dragged from sight, the final note a chilling scream as his leg was shattered in punishment.

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