Chapter 495 by Marina Vittori

“H–how dare you hit my son?!” Autumn glared at Abigail. He couldn’t believe that a commoner had the guts to slap his son in public.

“If he can hit my dad, why can’t I do the same to him?” Abigail kicked Torben hard, sending him flying a good ten feet away. The sight made Autumn’s blood boil. He seethed. “Y–you You brat!”

Hearing Autumn’s shouts, a couple of martial arts experts from the Hill Family came forward.

“Why? Is that all it takes to piss you off?” Dustin snickered. “Torben’s actions were way worse than what she did to him. She’s only making him pay a fraction of it.”

“Leave, all of you!” Spring spun around and cast a frightening glare that shut everyone up.

“Kid, keep going. You have nothing to worry about.” Dustin nudged her calmly.

“Sure!” Abigail readily agreed to it. She immediately started kicking and punching the crippled Torben. She had been stewing for a while after seeing her father brutally tortured and naturally would not miss the opportunity for revenge. She wasn’t worried about offending anyone at all.

“Is Abigail crazy? She’s hitting Torben Hill!”

“She’s done for! If the Hills were to take revenge, her entire family would be done for!”

“How rash of her to do that!”

Mike and the rest of his group were staring at her outburst in fear and shock. The mighty Hill Family was not an entity that an average citizen could take on. Abigail was skating on thin ice.

Autumn’s face was stiff with a grim expression. He wouldn’t have quietly endured the humiliation as he watched his son beaten to a pulp if it weren’t for the orders from his father.

The atmosphere in the room was tense, to say the least, as people watched Abigail beat up Torben with all her might. The heavy beating further added to the grave injuries that he sustained. Finally, she came to a stop when he was at death’s door.

“Are you done?” Dustin asked.

Panting heavily, she replied, “Yeah.”

To carry out the revenge, she used up all the internal energy she had previously conserved.

“Great.” He nodded, and his gaze swept past the faces of the Hill Family members. “We’re even now. However, if you want revenge, you can always come at me.”

“Dustin, that’s a ridiculous idea! The Hills are known for our good moral character. Since Torben was in the wrong, he should pay for his mistakes. We only ask that you spare his life.” Spring flashed a regretful smile at Dustin.

Instead of replying, Dustin punched Torben in the stomach, and the latter let out a scream as a blood–stained silver needle pierced out of his back and hit the wall hard.

“Thank you, Dustin!” Spring bowed to Dustin. Dustin replied, “Don’t mention it. The patient needs rest. Gentlemen, you should leave.”

“Sure. We shall not disturb him further.” After exchanging some small talk, Spring and his people left soon. During the entire visit, he did not show any complaints or dissatisfaction.

Mike and his group were left staring agape at the Hill Family members who filed out of the room. At first, they thought that the Hills had dropped by to demand justice, and they believed that Dustin was dead meat when he insulted the family. It turned out that the entourage showed up to beg for leniency instead of going for the kill. None of them uttered a word, even when Torben was beaten up.