Chapter 770

After what seemed like an eternity, Daphne's face was swollen, her lips bleeding, and she had passed out!

Juliet's hands were swollen from hitting, and she was sobbing so hard she could barely breathe, her heart shattered into pieces!

It was only then that Tarquin called a halt.

Ignoring her own throbbing hands, Juliet wrapped her arms around her daughter, crying as if her soul was tearing apart.

Red-eyed, Blake asked, "Can we leave now?"

Tarquin flicked his cigarette ash, barely glancing at him through lifted eyelids.

Leave? Not a chance.

What came next was designed to cut to the bone.

Tarquin declared, "For insulting my son, you owe a million! For insulting my partner, another million!"

Blake was livid, "You've beaten my daughter to a pulp, and now you're demanding money?!"

"If you don't want to pay, her tongue will suffice," Tarquin retorted coldly.

Blake gasped, the thought of forking over money he had just secured was like signing his own death warrant!

he takes it, I won't have anything to pay you with! Help me get the money out, and I'll throw

enlist these debt collectors to

they could act, Tarquin's bodyguard had

wrong move, and his

they were outmatched, none

hard, Blake resignedly opened his suitcase, pulling

been packed, it was now painfully

taken out two million, Tarquin

broken arm at 8 years old, blaming her without

Thorne family made her kneel in the rain all night at

"...another million!"

"...a million!"

"...a million!"

finish listing their

money, while Blake clung to

you can't just

taking

daughter, wailing like a banshee, as

feeling utterly hollow,

money was now matched by their utter

and then losing was worse than never having at all; the pain was more excruciating than

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