My Ex-Wife and Kids Came In Like A Wrecking Ball

Chapter 1735 Dare To Lay Hands On Him

"I'm warning you, I'm the only one who's capable of making this antidote. If you dare to consider alternative options, never expect to get the antidote from me ever again!"

Xander admonished in a state of desperation as he watched Byron and his men approaching.

Before he could finish his sentence, Byron was already in front of him.

A fierce punch immediately landed on his abdomen.

Xander grunted in pain, hunching over and instinctively clutching his stomach. Cold sweat instantly formed on his body.

"What... What do you think you're doing?"

The man in front of him attacked him without saying a word. Xander was shocked. Before he could finish asking his question while bearing the pain, he took another punch to the face.

The taste of blood filled his mouth instantly.

Byron's fists rained down on him like a storm, each blow striking his vital areas with brutal force without giving him a chance to react.

to fight back and only

The assistant could not bear witnessing such a scene. He

foot, the two bodyguards beside him firmly held his shoulders, preventing him from taking another step

break free and approach, he suddenly heard a loud thud, followed by the sound

saw his boss being kicked down by Byron. He was in a disheveled state as he landed on the office desk, while the items on the table scattered onto the

clear footprint

his boss. Then, he turned to look at

was in a fit of rage, the sight of President Lawrence now sent shivers down

deranged laughter. There was madness in his eyes. "How dare you?! Are you no longer interested in saving Rosalie? It seems your feelings for her are just as shallow!

laughed maniacally. He looked like

merely mentioning Rosalie would elicit some sort of

had brought himself to this point with only his laughter echoing in

he struggled to

man in front of him was coldness. The iciness filled the depths of his eyes, and he was not affected by

as though Byron was merely entertaining

Xander. Disregarding the pain coursing through his body and Byron's cold expression, he struggled to retrieve the vial of antidote from the