Chapter 315
Shawn warned his team to be extra cautious as Anthony arrived, emphasizing his danger and his ability to turn setbacks into victories at any given opportunity. All Anthony wanted, however, was to see lubella, hence he submitted to the guards search without resistance. Following a meticulous inspection that yielded no weapons, they granted him entry. Meanwhile, Isabella and an elderly woman, both injured, were tied up in a corner. Isabella’s youth rendered her appearance seemingly unscathed, while the old lady by unconscious. Upon witnessing this scene, fury instantly ignited in Anthony’s eyes.
Seated in a wheelchair, Shawn was constantly attended to by his subordinates. When he noticed Anthony entering alone, he glanced at the time and burst into wild laughter. “Hahaha! It seems this woman holds quite a special place in your heart. Despite your near–death appearance, you managed to hurry here from the hospital in such a short time. His laughter echoed through the room, tinged with a hint of mockery
Anthony clenched his teeth and demanded, Tm here now. Let them go.”
Shawn ceased his laughter and feigned incredulity, saying “Let them go? No way. I want you to witness the death of those you care about, to see you suffer as I have. Only then wall my hatred be appeased” He then commanded, “Bring that woman here. His subordinate promptly and roughly dragged Isabella over to Shawn. The rough ground left bloody marks on labella’s exposed skin, a sight that filled Anthony with anguish. He attempted to move forward but was immediately restrainer).
At that moment, someone ripped the tape from Isabella’s mouth, allowing her to finally speak. She collapsed to the ground, looking at Anthony with concern. “Anthony, just leave.” She was worried about his weakened state and dreaded what Shawn might do to him. Earlier that day, Shawn had stormed in with his subordinates capturing her and her grandma, only to vent has rage on them. At that moment, he was consumed by evident madness and vowed to exact vengeance on Anthony’s life in revenge for his son.
As Isabella attempted to persuade Anthony to leave, Shawn signaled to his men. One of them stepped on babella’s head, pressing down hard. “Aht”
she screamed in agony.
“Let her go“” Anthony’s eyes blazed with fury. He tried to push past the people blocking his way, but has weakened body couldn’t withstand the effort, and he was shoved backward. His heart pounded painfully, nearly bringing him to his knees. Seeing the woman he loved being tortured filled him with a profound sense of helplessness.
On the other hand. Shawn was in high spirits at the sight of Anthony’s suffering his laughter echoing creepily “Anthony, you deserve this. You let my son die before me. Now, how should I punish you?” After a moment of contemplation he continued. “Simply killing you would be too easy. The worst torture for you is to watch your worran being defiled right before you, and then I’ll kill your after you’ve endured the torment. That’s how III rid myself of this hatred” As Shawn dwelled on it, his excitement grew, disregarding the pain in his limbs “Hold him down,” he ordered his subordinates sharply. Then, turning to Isabella, he ineered. “You can all take turns with this woman. Torture her however you want. It’s best if you can drive him to madness. When you’re done, you can split the money.”
The unique management style of the Clara family distinctly differentiated them from other influential families. In the competition for the family head position, they started grooming their trusted allies from a young age. These individuals, cultivated and mentored by Shawn, demonstrated unwavering loyalty to him throughout their lives. At Shawn’s command, some restrained Anthony, holding him back forcibly, while others aggressively approached Isabella, intending to disrobe her. Isabella, gripped by terror, continuously retreated, making desperate attempts to shield herself from their advances.
Anthony struggled and roared. “Let her go! Come ar me if you dare!” His adrenaline surged, seemingly numbing the emotional and physical pain he felt Straining every muscle, he endeavored to break free and rescue Isabella, but his efforts were in vain. His opponents, normally no match for his combat skills, cook advantage of his weakened state post–surgery. Even his remarkable agility and fighting skills couldn’t save him now. A particularly harsh blow soon struck Anthony’s back, targeting his recent surgical wound, and causing a sharp jolt of pain that nearly made him lose consciousness. Collapsing momentarily, he placed a hand over his chest, shaking his head to dispel the encroaching darkness, mentally urging himself. I can’t fall down. Izzy is still waiting for me. With a burst of sheer will, he continued to withstand the relentless onslaught. Struck repeatedly, blood began to seep, staining his hospital gown and matting his hair. Finally, a severe blow to his head sent him tumbling to the ground. incapacitated.
“Anthony” lubella cried out. Her clothes were now in disarray, and she fought back with all her might, panic engulfing her as she realized the gravity of her situation. The yard had turned into a scene of utter chaos. From a distance, Shawn watched the events unfold with a sinister grin, deriving pleasure from the mayhem. “Anthony, help me!” Isabella screamed in a raspy, desperate voice. She was truly petrified, feeling hands from multiple assailants pulling at her, their intentions clear and repulsive. “Not Stop!” she screamed at the top of her lungs
The sound of lubella’s terribed screams jolted Anthony back to reality. “Isabella,” he roared, his eyes burning with rage and determination. He had brought her to this place, and he couldn’t bear the thought of her coming to harm, even if it meant risking his own life. Clenching his teeth against the pain, he surged to his feet and charged at one of the men, ignoring the blows raining down on him from others. After a fierce tussie, he managed to wresta pistol from the man’s waistband. Without a moment’s hesitation, be aimed and fired at another assailant who was on the verge of harming lubella.
Tabella watched in shock as the man confronting her suddenly collapsed to the ground. Tears streamed down her face as she turned her eyes towardi Anthony. At that moment, his appearance was glasily his face smeared with blood, his eyes fierce and resolute. With astonishing proficiency, he took down several more men surrounding Isabella with a few precisely almed shots.
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Chapter 315
Shawn and his group had not anticipated that Anthony, despite his weakened condition, would manage to seize a firearm and defend Isabella so effectively. As Anthony turned the gun toward Shawn, the latter harked orders in panic, “Kill him! Kill him now!” His men scrambled to draw their weapons. Just then, Hink arrived with his reinforcements. A brutal skirmish ensued, culminating in a swift defeat for Shawn’s side, with Shawn himself being shot by Anthony
Breathing heavily, Anthony forced himself to stand and slowly made his way to Isabella. He knelt down beside her, carefully adjusting her disheveled clothes and tenderly caressing her cheek. Tm sorry you had to go through this”
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