Chapter 57

Patrick was momentarily stunned. When Liam wrapped his hand around his finger, Patrick felt eerily suffocated, as though an invisible hand was choking him. Before he knew it, his finger had already been snapped in half. He immediately got onto his knees.

He clutched his broken finger and snarled at his two bodyguards, What the fuck are you doing? Why aren’t you helping me up? Useless fucks! I’m the heir of the goddamn Hughes family! My father will kill you! Just you wait! I’m going to give you a taste of your own medicine! Get him! Teach him a lesson!”

Thud

All of a sudden, Liam kicked Patrick away without warning. It sent him scaring a few feet into the air and finally landing on a nearby table, which collapsed under his weight. Patrick was in so much pain that he could not even get up and instead curled himself into a ball and wailed in agony.

Everyone was utterly stunned by this. No one dared to make a sound for the first minute or so. Suddenly, everyone erupted into murmurs and whispers.

I can’t believe he had the guts to do that to Mr.

dead, I tell you! I hear that Patrick’s father, Peter Hughes, loves his son more than

lately. Do you think it’s because he found someone he could depend on? How dare he do this to

before. I’m scared!”

quickly stumbled over to Patrick’s side, dragging her heavy dress behind her, and helped him up. She asked with a

she helped him up, Patrick spat out a mouthful of blood on her beautiful train. The bright red blood was a stark contrast against the white lace, and Cheryl was infuriated by this. She turned to scowl at Liam. “What the hell are you trying

bodyguards stepped forward and

sleeve, all the men who were running toward him immediately flew backward and landed on the ground in

the weak, ordinary

He seemed to have returned with martial

severely underestimated

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