Chapter 1008

"I don't care about the goddamn consequences! Hitting you is pure joy!" Dennis roared. "Everyone, get him! Tear this son of the bitch to shreds!"

The lackeys standing behind Dennis were displeased with Felix's nasty remark. With Dennis taking the lead, they raised their machetes and charged at Felix, who was scared out of his wits.

"Help!" Felix screamed in terror.

Dennis slashed his machete downward, slicing open Felix's skin.

"P-Please don't hurt me anymore," Felix finally wailed and begged.

"You're finally begging for mercy, huh? It's too late!" Dennis shouted, slashing at him again.

Then, with a furious kick, he sent Felix tumbling to the ground.

Felix was no longer aggressive or arrogant—he whimpered through the agony and wailed, "Please stop! I might die under your machete. Please, spare my life!"

Felix was in tears. He never imagined that his foul mouth would land him in such a catastrophe. What made it worse was that the very thugs he had called had turned against him. What a cruel irony.

By the time Emily's assistant's reinforcements arrived at the ambush, they were greeted with a tragic and absurd sight.

Felix, that arrogant fool, was running for his life, chased by men wielding blades. Blood trailed behind him. It was a gruesome sight.

Not far off, the luxury Bentley lay shattered.

Emily's assistant asked, "Who are those people beating Felix up?"

One of the lackeys explained, "They're the reinforcements Felix brought. Felix ran his mouth, so they're teaching him a hard lesson."

Emily's assistant instantly understood what was going on the men Felix had hired were now punishing him. They had met people who weren't exactly bright, but never someone as foolish as Felix. It was sheer, unadulterated stupidity.

However, since they were already there, they couldn't leave empty-handed. That would be hard to explain to Emily.

The leader of the group waved his hand. "Everyone, let's get him! Let's mess him up!"

Poor Felix was caught in the middle-trapped like the filling in a sandwich. He had nowhere to run or hide. In the end, he was swallowed by the chaos of the mob.

After Jack and Emily arrived, they ordered Valery's family to be released as well. Jack still had plans for them.

Back home, Emily was still shaken. If anything had happened to Jack in Tarthy City, she would never have forgiven herself.

Just then, Emily's assistant ran toward her and said, "Mrs. Lycan, we have Felix now, and he's already been beaten. Should we let him go?"

Emily coldly ordered, "Spare his life, but make sure he becomes a useless piece of trash for the rest of his life.

The assistant heard her loud and clear and immediately relayed the order through the phone, "Spare Felix's life, but break his limbs."

Meanwhile, Emily said to Jack,

"Jack, get some rest. You must have

been frightened these past two

days From now on let me know when you want to go out-and bring a few bodyguards with you, okay?"

Emily still felt uneasy about what had happened. If anything had happened to Jack,

she would never forgive herself for the rest of her life.

Jack nodded. He could tell Emily was truly worried about him. Even though he had escaped from danger, she was still visibly shaken.

After returning to his room, Jack

called Myra and lan. He had met

them through Zane and Neil. Anyone

close to Zane and Neil was hardly

ordinary their backgrounds were

anything but simple.

In reality, their fathers held considerable influence in Tarthy City, and that was

exactly what Jack had his eyes on.

If Jack wanted Valery's experience

to be fully exposed and gain society's attention, he needed the strength of those powerful connections. So, he picked up the phone and called Myra and lan, inviting them out for coffee and a chat.