Chapter 845

“Y-You bastard! Do you even know who I am?!” Oscar’s eyes blazed red with fury. “I’ll kill you!”

Thomas’s lips curved faintly, his mouth parting to release words as cold as ice. “Then let’s see if you have the

ability.”

The contempt in his voice pierced sharper than any blade, shredding Oscar’s pride.

Never in his life had Oscar suffered such humiliation. Never had anyone dared look down on him so brazenly.

Ignoring the pain of his broken arm, he swung his other fist at Thomas in a reckless charge.

Thomas shifted back a step, then struck-a swift kick to Oscar’s shin, right at its weakest point.

“Arghh!”

Oscar collapsed, sprawling onto the ground in a pathetic heap. His aristocratic poise evaporated; he looked

more like a disgraced criminal than a noble son.

“Who the fuck are you? Tell me your name!” Oscar snarled through clenched teeth. His once-decently handsome face twisted in rage as he glared upward.

Thomas looked down at him from above, his gaze indifferent.

don’t deserve to know


flooding his expression.

wasn’t merely proud-he regarded

Oscar wasn’t significant at

away, Johanna stood frozen, staring at the cold, impossibly handsome Thomas. For a

couldn’t breathe.

defined face, his features chiseled like a god’s-so

hurt to look

whole “rescue” had been staged. A trial she

devotion. A test to see whether

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before power and status.

just a show, her heart still pounded wildly,

leave. Johanna darted forward


are

find

Sharon…

naturally from his lips that Johanna’s breath stalled. A strange unease twisted

with me for a while?

“He might

won’t,” Thomas replied evenly. “I’ve already crippled him. He has no strength left. He

again.”

tumbled from her lips before

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