Inside, he found Amara, unconscious, leaning against a bedpost with blood dripping down her forehead.

Taken aback by the scene, Wilbert stood frozen, his body trembling.

“Wilbert Clifford!” Alex glared at him, his face darkening.

“I can’t help you now.

Just then, the sound of a door being kicked in echoed through the space.

Alex and Wilbert turned around to see Matthew storming in, with Stella by his side.

His gaze was icy, and his whole demeanor exuded an aura of intense anger.

was caught

“This… I…”

speechless and unable to explain before Matthew knocked

Stella, Matthew advanced, his footsteps resounding on the marble floor, foreboding like a

cold, disdainful gaze, Matthew suddenly kicked him

coughed up blood, clutching his chest in

with a series of harsh blows to his face, chest,

face and a bloody nose, Wilbert’s pleas for mercy

in extreme pain, his head pounded, and his consciousness

the number of punches he took

he felt a heavy, grinding pressure on his

eyes opened wide in terror, wanting to scream for

down with a

removed his foot and walked away, not looking back at

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