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.

drama, was already in tears. "Oh, my

a sinister chuckle. "Already in pain, are we? I've barely

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

nose shamefully, a warm stream of blood trickling down, fueling his rage as he rose to his feet and began to

slapped him across the face, sending a ringing

withdrew her hand and, eyeing the urn on the mantelpiece, ordered,

boiling with anger, retorted, "You expect me to kneel just like that? Who the hell do

knee. He lost his balance and ended up kneeling, his kneecap colliding with the polished marble floor with a sickening crack. Pain surged

the silent living room, everyone

Mrs. Stewart and Victor's mother were already in

are you trying to

you

collar of his shirt, and said coldly, "Think

"Now, bow your head."

you lost your mind? I won't

not up to you,"

down on the back of his head, forcing it violently towards the

"Thud, thud, thud..."