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…”

that her son had unintentionally offended some

she’s also

woman next to him, still sensing fear and hatred in her

hate them too… But I can catch them, torture them, even kill them… And you can’t do anything to hurt me, no matter how much

That was reality.

woman’s eyes flickered, tears streaming down her face as she collapsed onto the

sobbing woman outside, biting his lip in pain,

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

tell you everything you want to

You just brought them here to force

his outburst, Damon sat back down. Just as the man’s shout faded, “Bang-“A

at her son. He was just speaking, his hands still in chains. But now, his head hung low, lifeless. The

silence settled.

son!” The old

thought too highly of me.

put away his

at her lifeless son, forgetting to breathe.

pulled the trigger. He ended the captive’s life

he was terrified of dying in front of his loved ones. Leaving their

a permanent fear. What cruelty had they inflicted

“What about you?”

recover from the other man’s death, Damon’s

stiffly turned to look at Damon, suddenly realizing that beneath the polished exterior of the well–dressed, seemingly indifferent man, hid

see, to me, your deaths are just a way to save time. If you don’t talk, it would just take me a bit