A Surprising Twist of Fates (Sierra and Theo)

Chapter 101 Losing It Sierra's eyes welled up with tears, but her voice was cold and firm.

Benson felt uneasy and suddenly overwhelmed. Just as he was about to say something, the door to the private room burst open with a powerful kick.

Theo stood at the doorway, dressed in a black trench coat. His dark eyes were deep and unreadable. His expression was cold and imposing, exuding an icy presence that made it hard for anyone to meet his gaze.

Hanson, who had been holding Sierra down, turned around. The moment he saw Theo, his face twisted with irritation.

"Who the hell are you? Barging in like this—do you believe I won't beat the crap out of you?!"

The moment Theo saw Sierra's wrists being forcefully grabbed, his eyes turned bloodshot. Without hesitation, he strode forward and kicked Hanson away, pulling Sierra into his arms, and shielding her protectively.

Seeing the red marks on her wrists, Theo's eyes flickered with a slight tremor. A chilling darkness seeped into his gaze, and his once-cold demeanor instantly twisted into something ruthless and menacing.

Shrugging off his trench coat, he wrapped it around Sierra, pulled out a chair, and guided her to sit.

"You dare kick me?! I'll smash your damn head in!" Hanson roared as he stumbled back, his rage flaring.

"Hanson!"

from his shock at Theo's sudden entrance. Seeing Hanson about to throw hands, he snapped back to reality and yelled,

liquor bottle, swinging it straight at Theo with full

without hesitation, blocking the attack, and keeping Sierra safely behind him. The bottle shattered, slicing across his long, slender wrist. Blood splattered, but Theo's expression remained completely unfazed. Without hesitation, he swung his leg forward, slamming his foot hard into Hanson's chest just as the guy charged at him with

crash, Hanson felt it-the sickening snap of his bone breaking. Pain shot through him, his face twisting as he wiped the blood from the corner of his

saw Theo standing over him, towering

moment, Hanson felt real fear—the kind that only comes when staring death in

"No, no-please, don't-Ahh!"

word out, Theo's leather shoe came down hard on his

gut-wrenching cries making everyone in the room go stiff. The color drained from their faces, especially Sophie_she went completely

tell this guy was here for

be the same man Sierra was holding hands with that

it? You refused to make up

"Shut up!"

her, making Sophie flinch in shock. She turned, startled. "Benson, why are you yelling at me?" Sophie asked, her voice