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.

deserve to know my


eyes widened, disbelief flooding his expression. Never had he

word. This guy wasn’t merely proud-he regarded others as

Oscar wasn’t significant at

cold, impossibly

couldn’t breathe.

across Thomas’s sharply defined face, his features chiseled like

to look

this whole “rescue” had been staged. A trial she had arranged to

to see if he was worth her devotion. A test to see whether he would risk himself to save her, or

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before power and status.

was all just a show, her heart

turned to leave. Johanna darted forward and


are

at her. “To find Sharon. She’s

Sharon…

Johanna’s breath stalled. A strange unease twisted in

“could you stay with me for a while? I’m afraid if you leave,

“He might try again.”

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

again.”

from her lips before she could

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