NovelBookChapter 719 In the room next door, separated by just a thin wall, the Hamilton family's bodyguards had Lucas and his men surrounded. The tension in the air was so thick it could be cut, and it looked like a fight could break out at any second.
Brad helped Nadine into the ambulance and arranged for a trusted bodyguard to take Sean away. He then dragged the four men who had assaulted Nadine, flung open the door, and tossed them in front of Lucas as if they were trash.
All four of them had their limbs twisted and broken and were curled up on the ground, groaning in agony like writhing maggots. Quinn, who had never witnessed such a brutal scene, screamed and buried herself in Lucas' arms.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtLucas put his arm around her shoulder and gently patted it. "Relax. I'm here, aren't I? There's nothing to be afraid of," he reassured her, sizing Brad up.
Brad was far more composed than Lucas had expected. It had been over 40 hours since Nadine was first locked up, and Brad had just shown up. Clearly, he was someone who could keep his cool.
The fact that he'd taken down four of his best bodyguards the moment he arrived showed he wasn't someone who could be underestimated.
The Hamiltons and the Castillos had been sworn enemies for as long as anyone could remember. On the rare occasions they crossed paths, they'd exchange pleasantries to keep up appearances while secretly wishing each other's demise.
Hence, Lucas had never seen Brad up close. He couldn't help but sneak a few glances as he took in the promising young man before him.
Words like refined, elegant, and strikingly handsbarely did him justice. Brad had deep eyes that seemed to look at everyone affectionately. Yet, he gave off a cold and distant air that made people hesitant to get close to him.
It was no wonder Jean was so obsessed with him-he certainly had the looks for it.
After calming Quinn down and letting her rest in his arms, Lucas casually flicked the ash off his cigar and said, "Brad, you've injured quite a few of my men. Don't you think you owean explanation?" Even though he was smiling, it didn't reach his eyes. In fact, there was a sinister glint in them.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmBrad's right arm was injured and in a cast, but it did nothing to diminish his commanding presence. He Jan stood tall and straight, exuding.
air of confidence that cfrom years of experience as he glanced at Lucas.
"Explanation? There is none. Anyone who dares touch my woman is as good as dead! The fact that I haven't wiped out their families shows how merciful I am!" His family and the Castillos had never been on friendly terms anyway, so. Brad had no desire to waste his breath on Lucas. "Mr. Castillo, your men have humiliated my wife. Should I not hold you accountable for this?" His expression remained store, but his eyes held a deadly glare that sent chills down one's spine.
Lucas hadn't expected Brad to address him so politely while offering him no respect whatsoever. The supposed paradox left him visibly rattled.
He pushed Quinn aside and met Brad's gaze head-on. "Their limbs and their
penises are already broken. Isn't that more than enough? Your woman'is perfectly fine, Brad. Don't push it!" Brad had an overwhelming presence, radiating intense killing
intent that created an overwhelming sense of pressure. Lucas even om questioned whether this was still his turf. Otherwise, how could Brad be so arrogant, as though he owned the pláce?
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