Chapter 815
Comelia looked up, not surprised in the least. The guy was Ayden, of course He was radiating a kind of powerful vibe from head to toe, and without thinking twice, raised his fist and landed a solid punch on two suit-clad men
These two beefy guys in suits, they crumbled like paper in front of Ayden, âI donât even wanna know your name. And who the hell do you think you are to know who I am?â The suit guys tried to hit back, but before their fists could even swing, they were knocked flying by Aydenâs faster punch.
âYou got some chops.â The other suit guy, seeing he couldnât beat Ayden, was pissed. He turned around swiftly and charged towards Briana, who was closest to him.
âBri, get out of the way!â Cornelia realized the sult guyâs intention and yelled out.
Poor Briana, already scared stiff, saw the suit guy charging at her. She wanted to dodge, but her legs were like jelly.
With danger closing in, all Cornelia could think of was protecting Marcusâ sister, Briana She couldnât let her get hurt, not even a scratch.
She knew she couldnât beat the burly suit guy, but she still bravely swung her fist, charging at him. Cornelia knew she wasnât strong enough. If she punched at the usual spots, not only would it not hurt him, it might even fracture her hand. So, Cornelia had a clear plan. If she wanted to win, she had to hit the suit guy where it hurt.
At the crucial moment, Cornelia pulled back her fist, lifted her foot, and aimed a fierce kick at the suit guyâs sensitive area. She managed to land a good kick, but she couldnât avoid the flying fist.
While the guy yelled out in pain, Cornelia was hurting too. She wanted to scream but she had learned to hide her pain, no matter how much it hurt.
Briana saw Corneliaâs face swelling up. Though scared, she tried to overcome her fear and went to Corneliaâs side, âCornelia, your faceâ
Cornelia took her hand, shook her head, indicating she was okay.
Ayden had also taken control of the suit guys. One was held tight in his grip, the other was under his foot, âMrs. Hartley, what should we do with these two?â
Cornelia didnât answer, she just pointed at the door. Ayden got the hint. He told the suit guys, âGet out! The farther, the better. And tell your boss, if he dares threaten President Hartleyâs family again, he wonât mind sending him back to prison for a few more years.â
Though they couldnât fight back, the suit guys were still defiant, âYou should tell your boss, Mr. Brennen was caught off guard back then, thatâs why he fell for this kidâs tricks. If they fought face to face, no matter how much your boss denies it, the fact is, his father will always be his father.â
Ayden wasnât much of a talker and wasnât good with words, but his fists spoke volumes. If these two suit guys werenât convinced, heâd keep punching them until they were.
After Aydenâs relentless assault, the suit guysâ faces were swollen like pigâs heads, almost unrecognizable. Their clever tongues finally silenced.
Ayden yelled, âGet out!â
The suit guys finally got the message and left.
Once the suit guys were gone, Cornelia suddenly started coughing violently, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
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