Chapter 296 It Still Happened
George looked at Scott coldly, a faint, chilling smile on his lips. “Scott, you’re pathetically naive. You have no right to ask questions. Give up your mastermind, and you might be spared an unmarked grave.”
Scott shivered under George’s icy gaze.
Eric was a madman, a terrifying individual, and those around him were no different.
This oppressive aura was just like Eric’s.
“Hmph, I’m dead either way. Why should I tell you anything?” Scott turned his head away defiantly, filled with anger and resentment.
If he’d known George would arrive so quickly, he wouldn’t have listened to those thugs. He should have just taught Kate a harsh lesson!
Now, any plans to use her as leverage were pointless. They were all in George’s hands..
Seeing Scott’s defiance, George remained unbothered. He smirked and spoke slowly, “Your daughter Lana isn’t doing well. I just heard she was taken back into the emergency room.
“It doesn’t matter if you talk or not. We have ways to find out who’s behind this.
“But if you talk now, you might save yourself some pain.”
As George spoke, he moved closer to Scott. In a sudden, swift motion, he punched Scott hard in the gut.
“Argh!”
Scott screamed in agony, feeling like his organs were being rearranged. The pain was intense and throbbing.
George’s expression was calm and almost gentle as he smiled at Scott.
“That was quite the hit, wasn’t it?” he said, and then punched him again, just as hard.
Scott was in too much pain to even scream. He looked at George in terror, his body trembling uncontrollably.
This man was a devil, just like Eric.
“Don’t worry, you won’t die so easily,” George said, leaving Scott with a final chilling remark before turning and walking away.
As George left. the room’s temperature seemed to plummet.
Balance:
1 Coins
1330 +
0
=
1 Pearls
W
George hadn’t expected to extract any useful information from him, he just wanted to teach Scott a lesson.
Meanwhile, Kate sat anxiously on the living room sofa, with Linus and Hendrick trying to reassure her.
When George walked in, Kate immediately stood up and asked urgently, “How did it go? Are the arrangements in place?”
George paused, then spoke seriously, “Madam, Mr. Eric is indeed in Bastilla. Mr. Miles, Mr. Kyle, and their teams are with him, so you don’t need to worry about his safety.
“Bastilla is not like home. It’s chaotic and dangerous. Your safety must be within our control,” George said, hesitating before continuing.
“You know, Madam, Mr. Eric’s only weakness is you.”
Kate fell silent, looking at George.
She knew all too well that she was Eric’s weakness.
But the thought of Eric being in Bastilla filled her with uncontrollable worry.
She had tried to stop him from going, but she hadn’t been able to.
What was meant to happen… had happened.
Kate closed her eyes, recalling a time from her past life.
Her relationship with Eric had been strained, she loathed him and wanted to escape.
Consequently, they kept their distance from each other.
But once, Eric had come to Summer Estate, insisting she spend the afternoon with him.
Kate had been full of hatred then, spending most of that time yelling at him and throwing things.
Yet, he remained unfazed, simply watching her with deep, complex emotions in his dark eyes that the then–Kate couldn’t understand.