Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life

Chapter 1054

Wasn't he into Cecelia? Yet, here he is, Cecelia's own father! Henrik pressed his foot on Liam's neck, crouching and leaning in just a bit. The knife, still dripping with blood, moved from Liam's mouth to hover menacingly above his eyes. The tip was aimed right at them.

"Seen anything you shouldn't have with these eyes?" His voice was as calm as ever, yet carried a chilling edge that cut through to the core. Liam froze, too scared to move. Blood from the knife dripped down, stinging his eyes and face, making every hair on his body stand

on end. And yeah, he actually wet himself this time, the sharp smell of urine filling the small apartment.

Henrik stepped back and tossed the knife to the floor. He'd let things get out of hand. Taking a deep breath, he casually unbuttoned a couple of buttons and with a stride, settled onto the couch. His voice was gentle, but cool as ice.

"Weren't you here to collect a debt? Let's get on with it."

It's the gentle ones who are the scariest when they lose it. Their smile can send chills down your spine. And Henrik was just that type. Even the bald guy was a bit intimidated by him. He quickly barked orders to his crew, "Alright, you lot, rough him up! Beat this bastard to a pulp, on me!" Of course, it wasn't really on him, not with Henrik around. At the bald guy's command, his goons rushed in, grabbing Liam and laying into him. Liam clutched his head, wailing in pain.

stop! You're gonna

Liam begged, forgetting all about Henrik slicing his mouth earlier, "Mr. Raul, please, make them stop! Help me!

Raul, help,

and Peyton was losing her mind. She was a woman with

completely clueless about handet

could do was desperately plead with

please, spare my

him go!"

he was still her man! The cramped apartment was filled with the sounds of cries and the thuds of fists and feet. It

face showed no

sitting on the couch, his arms resting on his thighs, he leaned

SWI