Chapter 3

“How dare you beat Sam?”

Sam’s wails drew the attention of all the hooligans, and they all turned to glower at Haylan.

Sam grabbed his broken wrist, his face contorting with pain, and yelled frantically, “Boys! Go on.. Chop him up!”

He was infuriated.

He had been a bully in this neighborhood for years, and no one had ever had the balls to hit him.

All he wanted at that moment was to kill Haylan.

Hearing his words, those hooligans shouted and threw themselves at Haylan.

“You’re dead!”

Haylan kicked Sam away, picked up the steel pipe on the ground, and dashed out.

He agilely moved among the hooligans and struck hard and fast.

Before long, bones were broken, and blood was drawn. All those hooligans were knocked off their feet and wailing on the ground.

Haylan ended where he had started without a scratch.

“W-What the hell?”

Looking at his men on the ground, Sam staggered to his feet, and his mouth hung open with shock.

Charlie and Felicia were astonished too.

So were the others gathering around the bungalow.

No one had expected the man coming out of nowhere to turn the tide so effortlessly.

“You’re their head, right?”

Haylan whipped his head around and examined Sam with penetrating eyes.

Sam looked aghast and intended to beat it.

“You can’t leave so soon.”

Haylan’s face sank. He took a stride forward and kicked Sam on the ground.

Sam was so scared but tried to look collected when he said, “I’m warning you. I work for Harper of the Quinern Group. You…”

Slap!

Haylan slapped him on the face and cut him short.

Sam asked

going to hit you again!”

the back of Sam’s head, his eyes grim,

orifices and down his face. He lay on the ground motionlessly like a dying

made the hair of everyone

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away and

appalled, Sam’s lackeys picked him up and went out of sight within

the steel pipe, Haylan turned to face Charlie and Felicia and

and shook uncontrollably, with a look of

eight years since Haylan left, and he’d returned a completely different man. Charlie

I’m Haylan,” Haylan said.

“Haylan? My son…”

words fell on Felicia like a

looked Haylan up and down for a while, then tears poured down her

“Mom.”

wrapped his arms around his mother, and his eyes turned

with eyes swimming with tears too.

go of his mother and said to Charlie in a choked voice, “Dad, I came

father’s grey hair, Haylan felt so contrite.

aged much more than he’d imagined in the past eight years. He must

took a deep breath to calm down and then gave Haylan a hard smack across the face. “You stupid boy, you might as well

you know how worried your mom has been all

knows to call back, but we didn’t get a single word from you.

down on your

violently in

hadn’t heard from Haylan for eight years and sometimes thought he must have died. The bitter memories of living

sank to his knees.

beside himself with anger and raised his

dare beat

to them with red eyes and pushed Charlie away. Gathering

scowled at Charlie.

chest heaved, and he dropped his hand

say to him, but when she opened her mouth, all she could get out was. “You’ve

tightened when she looked at Haylan.

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past eight years must

sorry for Haylan. She tightened her arms around him and

bent down beside her and dabbed tears

while, something suddenly struck him, and he said in haste, “Enough. Stop crying.

the protection of Harper from the Quinern Group. Harper is a cruel and vengeful guy. He lives nearby and will definitely come

too late to escape!”

respond, a frigid

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