Marrying the Man in the Dark

Chapter 174 A Tyrant

Damien stifled a faint yawn. “You go ahead,” he remarked, his movements reflecting a hint of drowsiness.

Blake nodded in response. The young man then raised his head, his demeanor exuding self-assuredness as he assessed the men before him. “I can handle ten of you.”

Laughter rippled through the crowd. “Just you alone?” they taunted.

“A teenager like you?”

“He’s this skinny and thinks he can take on ten?”

“Tell

your parents to feed you more, kid. We won’t pick on you!”

Blake narrowed his eyes, grinning defiantly. “If you’ve got the guts, come at me.”

The young man’s icy aura, coupled with his provocative words, left everyone exchanging bewildered glances.

Ultimately, the group surged forward, closing in on him.

Cherise observed Blake fighting for the first time, and his movements were so lightning- fast that she struggled to keep up with the action. In less than a couple of minutes, the group’s front line had all been defeated.

“Weak,” Blake muttered. He shifted his gaze to the onlookers outside. “Who’s next?”

the entire group hurriedly dispersed.

was reduced to Vivian helping

for this!”

Cherise thought, still trying to

always ensured that Blake accompanied her. Sometimes, he’d keep her company, while most of the time, he would disappear quietly. She assumed he

that Blake possessed such

approached from a distance. “Are you

fine,” Damien responded with a faint smile, extending his

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want some

if in answer, Cherise’s stomach

smiled faintly, rocked his wheelchair, cradled Cherise, and, with

the commotion. As this group entered his establishment,

Cherise, “Vivian’s husband is a tyrant; I bet he never expected to meet someone who would stand up to

restaurant during high

owner.

she raised an eyebrow and asked, “Is

sighed deeply,

that

banquet for her pregnancy, and

but because she wanted money and gifts from