Chapter 115
The Heiress Strikes Back
115 Fredâs Rage
He didnât expect to see such a cruel scene.
Quayle picked up a vase from the side and quickly walked to the two of them. David wanted to plead for mercy, but Quayle was already in front of him.
As he smashed down, a miserable cry came from the hotel. âAh-â
David instantly collapsed to the ground, his hand deforming as cold sweat trickled down his face. He had also fainted.
If such injuries werenât treated in time, he would probably never recover.
Quayle glanced at Sharon. She doesnât seem to have any intention of stopping me.
In that situation, Quayle said, âYou offended someone you shouldnât have offended. I will cripple your limbs and eyes to make sure you are useless for the rest of your life!â
As he spoke, Quayle raised the vase in his hand and smashed it down.
David had completely lost consciousness. If he had to take any more of this, he wouldâve died from the pain!
âB*tch, whatâs your name?! Put the towel into her mouth so that she wonât disturb Miss Sharon.â
Looking at Davidâs miserable state, Selina couldnât help but cry out. She was really afraid that Quayle would do the same to her.
âYes, sir!â Sixth Brother was still silent as he walked straight to Selinaâs side. He didnât find a towel and instead took off Davidâs shoes and socks and stuffed them into Selinaâs mouth.
As everyone knew, Davidâs feet were smelly, causing Selina to cry and almost vomit.
She curled up at the side and no longer looked as smug as before. Instead, she looked like a victim.
Her scalp tingled, and her face turned pale. So this is the difference between people. Before this, I never thought that I would provoke such an existence.
âBoohoo! Boohoo! You...â
Hearing Selina stutter and unable to explain herself, Sharon couldnât be bothered with such a person. It was obvious that she was just begging for mercy. âDo you really think Iâll let you go if you beg me for mercy? Not to mention you and David, even Jeremy and Francis have to give me an explanation today. Without me, donât even think about leaving here alone!â
âSharon, what do you mean?! Our families are old friends. Do you want to imprison us here today?â Although Francisâs voice was loud, one could hear the tremble in his voice.
At that moment, Johnâs men walked in with Fred. The old man was still in his pajamas and seemed to have been woken up from bed.
When he saw Jeremy and Francis, his expression instantly changed. âGrandpa! Save me, Grandpa! Look at how these people beat up your grandson. You canât leave me in the lurch. Iâm the only grandson you have; you canât let them treat me like this!â
âDad... why are you here? Francis was beaten up, so Iâm trying to get justice for him!â Jeremy boasted shamelessly.
Unexpectedly, Fredâs face turned livid. He raised his walking stick and hit the two of them hard. âIâll beat you two unfilial children to death! You two b*stards are simply living in vain. What are you doing?! How can anyone live such an embarrassing life like you two?! My familyâs reputation for several generations has been completely ruined by you two! Look at what you two have done! B*stards-a bunch of b*stards!â
Fredâs walking stick landed hard on Jeremy and Francis, catching them off-guard.
âDad, what are you doing?! Letâs talk nicely. How can you hit me?â
âThatâs right! Grandpa, it was your grandson who was beaten up. How can you still side with them? I almost died!â
âYou deserve to die. Why didnât you say that you found so many people to kill Kerry? I said that the money was for Kerry. What face do you have to ask for it back? Moreover, you did such a thing. Youâre embarrassing our family.â
Looking at the raised walking stick, Francis knew that his grandfather already knew everything. Thus, he quickly said, âGrandpa, you only have one grandson. If you break me, nobody will be able to inherit our familyâs assets in the future. What are you going to do then?â
Francis was a little exasperated. He didnât know why the old man was so good to an outsider like Kerry.
âShut your mouth right now. Even if I have to donate all of my future assets to Kerry, I wonât give them to you! In the end, youâre not worthy!â