Chapter 274 The Cold-Blooded Devil

The bodyguard immediately snapped out of his trance and nodded again. Then, he aimed it at Jack’s middle finger and attempted to slice it off.

“Stop it!”

Quintin’s hysterical voice boomed from the entrance. He rushed into the warehouse, almost tripping over his own feet as he ran. At the same time, he screamed, “Stop that, Lewis!”

Unfortunately, he was too late. The bodyguard had already struck by then, resulting in Jack’s middle finger getting sliced off.

This time, Jack didn’t shriek at the top of his lungs anymore. His eyes remained shut the whole time. The moment the dagger made contact with his finger, all he did was scrunch his face. together while letting out a pained groan.

Quintin felt his knees going weak as he collapsed to the ground upon witnessing the gory

scene.

“Jack!”

He lay on the ground while staring at Jack unblinkingly. Fresh tears rolled down his cheeks as he called out his friend’s name over and over again in a hoarse tone.

His name was squeezed out of his throat with so much difficulty that one might think he was choking on something. Quintin started crawling toward Jack with his fingers latched onto the floor tightly.

The moment he reached Jack, he could only stare at his severed fingers with trembling lips and an ashen complexion.

Quintin then started tearing patches of fabric from his own shirt so that he could bandage Jack’s wounds, deciding to ignore Lewis’ presence for once.

“Jack, I’m sorry I came late…” the man muttered while wrapping the fabric around the severed edges of Jack’s fingers. He sounded like he was about to cry again. “Hang in there, Jack!

Lewis continued to sit on his chair calmly as though he was an emotionless and merciless grim reaper. He kept staring at Quintin the entire time.

Josephine finally entered the warehouse at that time. Shock and daze were written all over her face when she spotted the blood-stained floor and an unconscious Jack.

She could only stand at the entrance in a shell-shocked state. A moment later, she finally forced herself to turn her attention to the man sitting on the chair.

He just sat there as though he had nothing to do with everything that had just happened.

prompting

world around them fell into an eerie silence as

the doorframe tightly, her knuckles already turning white from the force. Her body trembled lightly as well.

staring at him. There were no traces of guilt and shame

bandaging the blunt edges haphazardly, he raised his head to

and rage, which couldn’t be described with mere words, filled his eyes. At that moment, Quintin looked like he was about to rush

out of rage or

you decided to make an enemy

from his chair and walked toward Quintin slowly. “I thought you’d at least learn a lesson from those

His shoulders trembled even more as he

curled into a small. smirk. “It seems that your memory isn’t the only thing that’s bad. Even

one

mind, intensifying the redness of his eyes. “Did you convince my dad to

was filled with rage, Lewis wasn’t affected by it at all.

important. Now that you’re back, it’s time for me to settle the score.”

as he spoke. It was just a fleeting glance, seeing as he turned back to face Quintin

his fists tightly while asking hoarsely, “You can do whatever you want, but before that, can you let me take Jack

in response. “Are

know what

right to negotiate with Lewis

his head to look at Jack, who was dying in his arms. At the same time, his fingers tightened around his friend’s form as a look of

eyes and took a deep breath. He seemed to have made up his mind about something important. Then, he said to Lewis,

for help. Didn’t anyone teach you proper manners,

surprised for a moment. Then, he widened his eyes and glared at

lips curled into the slightest smirk. It was his way of showing his disdain and spite in front

and schemes were just child’s play

The hand that clutched his gradually became colder as time

waste any

was true that Quintin was unable to compete with Lewis in terms of power and the situation he was in right now. He lacked the ability to even fight

was no way he would abandon Jack, seeing as the latter had gotten hurt and tortured because of him. His pride was nothing in front of

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