Free Web NovelChapter 68: Chapter 68: Holly Sinclair’s Boyfriend
Manager Langdon rubbed his hands together, his gaze fixed on Holly as if she were some delectable meal.
His lewd chuckle sent a chill down her spine.
’Holly was in a complete panic.’
She hurriedly fumbled in her bag for her phone, wanting to call the police.
"What are you doing with your phone?"
But the moment she took it out, Manager Langdon snatched it from her hand.
He tossed it carelessly into a corner.
"Manager Langdon, you’d better not try anything. I’m not the kind of woman you think I am!"
Holly struggled to remain calm, trying not to let her fear show.
’She knew that with scumbags like Manager Langdon, the more scared she acted, the more excited he would get.’
"Heh, you little bitch. You’ve gotten addicted to playing pretend, haven’t you?"
Manager Langdon sneered, completely ignoring her warning.
A rare prize like her was a once-in-a-lifetime find; how could he possibly let her just fly away?
He even fantasized about possessing her for the rest of his life.
Lost in his delusions, Manager Langdon moved closer and closer.
"Let me out of here right now!" Holly shouted, clenching her fists tightly, but the panic in her eyes betrayed her.
"Miss Sinclair, as long as you do as I say, I guarantee that SH will still have a spot in next year’s qipao exhibition."
Manager Langdon tempted her with the offer, then lunged at Holly like a starving wolf.
"Get away!!"
Holly scrambled to dodge him, screaming in terror.
In the chaos, seeing Manager Langdon just inches away, she was so frightened that she grabbed a wine bottle and smashed it hard over his head.
CRACK!
Manager Langdon’s head was split open.
Blood immediately began to drip down his forehead.
Both of them froze.
"Bitch! You had to do this the hard way! Just watch, I’m going to fucking destroy you today!"
Manager Langdon quickly snapped out of it, enraged.
Fiercely wiping the blood from his head, his face twisted into a grotesque mask as he roared and lunged at Holly again.
"Ah!"
Holly was tackled to the ground.
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Her clothes were torn open.
"Get away, don’t touch me!" Holly shrieked through her tears, flailing her arms and fighting for her life.
Manager Langdon paid her no mind, his hands impatiently fumbling with the belt at her waist.
BANG!
Just then, the door to the private room was suddenly kicked open.
The next second, a tall, imposing figure rushed in.
Just as Holly was sinking into despair, she suddenly felt the weight on her lift.
Then, she was pulled into a warm embrace. fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓
Frantically, she looked up and saw a gentle face.
It was Brandon Sterling.
"Brandon..." Her voice was a trembling, broken whisper as terrified tears streamed down her face.
"It’s okay now." A flash of heartache crossed Brandon Sterling’s eyes as he quickly took off his jacket and draped it over her.
After being yanked off her, Manager Langdon glared at Brandon Sterling with uncontrollable fury, bellowing, "Who the fuck are you? You dare to grab me! Do you have any idea who I am?"
He’d had a lot to drink.
His brain was pickled with alcohol, and he was so far gone he’d lost all sense of proportion.
For people like Manager Langdon—
Before drinking: I’m with the Sutton Group.
After drinking: The Sutton Group is mine.
A textbook case of drunken belligerence.
"I’m her boyfriend!" Brandon Sterling blurted out, his expression cold and grim.
Holly frowned.
’It was very inappropriate for Brandon to say that.’
’After all, she was still a married woman.’
’If word got out, it would be bad for both of them.’
And just as Brandon Sterling said those words, a frigid figure radiating a bone-chilling aura was standing right outside the private room.
"Boyfriend? Or more like a secret lover, right?" Manager Langdon sneered contemptuously.
"Watch your damn mouth!" Brandon Sterling roared.
Brandon Sterling wasn’t valued in the Sterling Family, and on top of that, he had been "exiled" for a year, so outsiders weren’t familiar with him. That was why Manager Langdon didn’t recognize him at all.
He just assumed Brandon was some poor loser with no status or background.
His forehead was still bleeding, and his prize was about to get away. The more Manager Langdon thought about it, the angrier he became.
"You injured me! Neither of you are leaving tonight!"
Manager Langdon roared viciously, a nauseating, lewd grin spreading across his face. He looked Holly and Brandon Sterling up and down with malicious intent. "I’ve never been ’serviced’ by a man and a woman at the same time. It must be a real thrill. I think I’ll have a taste today..."
His words were utterly vile.
Holly was so furious she trembled all over.
A sharp glint flashed in Brandon Sterling’s eyes.
But before either of them could react—
"AH!"
Manager Langdon suddenly let out a bloodcurdling scream.
He had been viciously kicked from behind and sent flying.
THUD! He landed heavily on the floor.
"Fuck! Who is it now—"
Manager Langdon felt like his back was about to break. Cursing loudly, he scrambled to his feet, only to turn and meet a pair of sinister, ice-cold eyes. The sight terrified him so much he could barely speak. "M-Mr. Sterling..."
It was Tristan Sterling and Vivian Linton.
Tristan Sterling was wearing only a white shirt; his jacket was draped over Vivian Linton’s shoulders.
Vivian Linton’s hair was slightly messy, and her eyes were red.
Tristan Sterling’s glacial gaze fell upon Holly and Brandon Sterling.
Seeing their intimate posture, his handsome face grew even more grim and terrifying.
When he saw the handprint on Holly’s face, the trace of blood at the corner of her mouth, and her torn clothes, he narrowed his eyes, a murderous aura pouring out of him.
Tristan Sterling glanced at Connor Grant.
BANG!
Without a word, Connor Grant stepped forward and slammed a vicious kick into Manager Langdon’s chest.
"AH!"
Manager Langdon felt as if his entire chest had been caved in.
The pain instantly drained all the color from his face.
BANG! BANG!
Connor Grant landed two more brutal kicks.
"Ah... Mr. Sterling, wh-why... Ah..." Manager Langdon screamed incessantly, his body trembling.
He couldn’t understand why he was on the receiving end of a beating from Mr. Sterling.
"What was it you wanted to try?"
Tristan Sterling asked in a sinister tone.
He took a long stride and walked slowly until he was standing in front of Manager Langdon.
His condescending aura, as if all living beings were mere ants in his eyes, sent a chill through everyone present.
"I-I..."
"Hm?" A tyrannical cruelty swirled in Tristan Sterling’s eyes, like those of a bloodthirsty beast.
Unable to withstand the pressure from Tristan Sterling, Manager Langdon instinctively cried out, "Mr. Sterling, it-it was these two who injured me! Look at my head—"
CRACK!
The moment he stuck his head in front of Tristan Sterling, Tristan grabbed a wine bottle and smashed it over him.
"AH!"
The bottle shattered on impact. With blood streaming down his face, Manager Langdon screamed in terror, "Mr. Sterling, I’m with the Sutton Group! If you do this to me, Miss Sutton won’t let you get away with it... Ah..."
Tristan Sterling directly stabbed the broken half of the bottle in his hand into Manager Langdon’s thigh.
Manager Langdon’s face turned pale and blue. The pain almost made him pass out as he curled into a ball on the floor.
"Tristan, I’m really fine. Please don’t go to such lengths for my sake. If you keep hitting him, you’ll kill him..." freewebnovel.cσ๓
Seeing how ruthless Tristan Sterling was, Vivian Linton quickly ran up to grab his arm.
Some of the ferocity in Tristan Sterling’s eyes dissipated.
Holly watched, a cold sneer forming on her lips.
’Of course.’
’The only reason he was beating Manager Langdon to a pulp was to vent his anger for his precious first love.’
’She wouldn’t be so conceited as to think he was seeking justice for her.’
Vivian Linton, her eyes red, walked over to Holly’s side, her face a mask of worry and concern. "Holly, are you okay? Are you hurt—"
SLAP! SLAP!
Holly raised her hand and landed two sharp slaps, one on each cheek.
