Captivated by the Ruler of the Underworld

Chapter 194 Kneel Down and Bow Your Head

Victor's memory was jogged by her presence; she was a familiar face from Mr. Gomez's circle. Her striking appearance was one that was impossible to forget at a mere glance. Lela approached Victor with a leisurely stride, a mischievous smile tugging at the corners of her lips.

Victor was unnerved by her smile, unable to comprehend why someone from Mr. Gomez's inner circle would be seeking him out.

Observing this, Reese Jenkins's eyes filled with a fiery redness. Her suspicions had indeed been confirmed.

"Victor, how do you plan to explain this?" she demanded.

Victor's brow creased in annoyance, "Stop talking." He then turned to Lela, "You... you're looking for me..."

Before he could complete his sentence, Lela lifted her hand and swung her fist, delivering a powerful punch to Victor.

Victor, having been brought up in privilege, was unaccustomed to such a display of force. Caught off guard, he was knocked to the ground by Lela's blow.

He lay there, a portrait of utter chaos.

Upon witnessing the spectacle, old Stewart's face turned a furious shade of red. "How dare you strike my grandson. The Stewart family will not let this go unpunished."

Jyri Stewart was his favored son, which naturally made Jyri's son Victor his most beloved grandson.

in tears. "Oh, my dear grandson, you wicked woman, cease this at

let out a sinister chuckle. "Already in

seized the back of Victor's shirt, and hauled him in front of

fueling his rage as he rose to

"smack," Lela slapped him across the face, sending a ringing through

withdrew her hand and, eyeing the urn

boiling with anger, retorted, "You expect me to kneel just like that?

delivered a vicious kick to Victor's knee. He lost his balance and ended up kneeling, his kneecap colliding with the polished marble floor with a sickening crack. Pain surged through Victor,

everyone heard the sound of the

Mrs. Stewart and Victor's mother were already in

you trying to achieve? Can't we resolve this

you humiliate my

collar of his shirt, and said coldly, "Think kneeling

"Now, bow your head."

"Have you

to you," Lela cut

of

"Thud, thud, thud..."