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!

ten million is mine, it's my money! If he takes it, I won't have anything

enlist these debt collectors to

they could act, Tarquin's bodyguard had the lead

and his neck could be

they were outmatched, none dared

opened his suitcase, pulling out two million

quickly as it had been packed, it was now

sooner had Blake taken out two million,

broken arm at 8 years old, blaming her without

family made her kneel in the rain all night at

"...another million!"

"...a million!"

"...a million!"

could finish listing their crimes, the ten million was

the money, while Blake clung

our money, you can't

disregarded him, forcefully taking the

ground, holding her unconscious daughter, wailing like a banshee, as if

feeling utterly hollow, his eyes the very picture

was now matched by their utter

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

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