The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1185

After realizing what was happening, he struggled violently, bellowing out from his throat.

“You dirty rat!”

“No, no, please…I beg you…”

Behind him, an old woman was on her knees, trembling, clutching at Damon’s pant leg, her wrinkled face wet with tears.

“I beg you, spare my son…please…”

“Mom!!”

The smile on Damon’s face was replaced with a serious expression. He looked down at the old woman on the ground, then glanced up at Nate, who instantly stepped forward to help the old woman up.

“Please, don’t kill my son…I beg you…”

The old woman was dressed in coarse cloth, simple but clean. Her small and frail body, supported by two household guards, seemed incredibly fragile. “I beg you…I’ll bow down to you…please…

The mother’s pleading was filled with despair and helplessness. Even the guards, who considered themselves cold–hearted, couldn’t help but feel a pang of sorrow.

Damon looked at her indifferently, his voice cold. “Do you know why I’m doing this to him?”

The old woman couldn’t understand all this. She just wanted her son to live. “Don’t kill him, please…”

“Because he tried to kill my wife.”

Damon’s cold eyes quietly fixed on her as he calmly speaks. The old woman froze, staring at Damon in disbelief.

“No…that’s impossible…”

unintentionally offended some noble, and that was

wife, she’s also a

gaze shifted to the woman next to him, still sensing fear and

too… But I can catch them,

That was reality.

flickered, tears streaming down her face as she collapsed onto the ground, crying in agony. “You bastard!”

watched the sobbing woman outside, biting his lip

who was called ‘son‘ by the old woman. “I’m giving you one last chance. Speak,

everything you want to know.” The old woman

“You wish! You just brought them here to force us

Damon sat back down. Just as the

speaking, his hands still in chains. But now, his head hung low, lifeless. The bullet had gone

deathly silence settled.

old woman

probably thought I was just threatening you and wouldn’t actually kill him… Seems like he thought too highly of me. I gave him three chances, but he thought I wouldn’t end his life

casually put away

at her lifeless son, forgetting to breathe. Eventually, Nate lightly tapped the

ended the captive’s life right in front of his

of death before, but now, he was terrified of dying in front of his loved ones. Leaving their families was already irresponsible. Now, both captives had

a permanent sin, a permanent fear. What cruelty

“What about you?”

recover from the other man’s death, Damon’s cold voice slowly echoed again.

realizing that beneath the polished

you don’t talk, it