Chapter 49
The blond guy grinned menacingly, reeking of alcohol. He reached out to grab Serena’s collar and drag her in front of him for a harsh lesson.
But before his hand could even touch her,
The stunningly beautiful girl in the white t-shirt and pants sidestepped, dodging his grasp.
Then, she shot her hand out, precisely grabbing his wrist and giving it a sharp twist.
A sickening crack echoed through the room.
“Argh p>
The sound of bone snapping was accompanied by the blond’s scream of agony.
Serena lifted her leg. In an incredibly fluid motion, her long, slender leg swung up and stomped on the blond’s head.
The blond screamed again as he felt his body crash downward, hitting the floor hard.
He howled in pain, trying to thrash around, but a foot was planted firmly on his head, pinning him to the ground.
This shocking scene left everyone in the room stunned for a long moment, unable to process what had just happened.
No one could believe that the old Serena, the one who used to follow Adrian around as docile as a lamb, would actually… lay a hand on one of Adrian’s men, right in front of him?
And in such a humiliating way.
This was a direct slap in the face to Adrian!
“Serena!” Adrian’s pupils constricted, his dark, cold eyes fixed on her. “You dare hit my men p>
Serena casually lifted her gaze, her cool eyes sweeping over Adrian.
She scoffed.
She didn’t say a word, but her derision was palpable to Adrian.
In the next second,
with a flick of her foot, Serena kicked the blond guy whose head was being ground into the floor, sending him flying.
“Thud p>
Before anyone could even see what happened,
the blond was sent flying backward, his body slamming heavily into Adrian.
Caught completely off guard, Adrian stumbled back a few steps, and the two of them collapsed onto the sofa.
His expensive shirt was wrinkled and stained with spilled drinks and the blood the blond had coughed up.
“I could beat you up too. Want to try?” Serena stood her ground, her expression cold, her eyes imperious and defiant.
Her brazen attitude made Logan’s eyes burn with rage. He slammed his hands on
the table and shot to his feet. “Serena, you’re insane p>
He charged toward her, ready to attack—
“So noisy p>
A low, lazy voice drifted into the room.
The voice was quiet, but it effortlessly seized everyone’s attention, freezing them in place
All
heads instinctively to ord
the doorway.
Long, elegant fingers with well-defined knuckles rested casually on the doorframe.
A tall, lean figure stood lazily in the entrance of the room.
His collar was unbuttoned, revealing a sexy collarbone. A cigarette dangled from his lips, the smoke mingling with the dim lights, obscuring his ethereal, handsome face. Only his deep, captivating eyes were extraordinarily mesmerizing.
His posture was languid and relaxed, so casual it seemed he was just passing by.
His gaze swept over the chaotic
scene in the room. His expression
was emotionless, yet it sent an involuntary shiver down everyone’s spine.
The manager of Obsidian Palace followed behind him, sweating profusely and trembling with anxiety.
“Mr Mr. Blackwood p>
A chill ran down their spines.
Even the fiery Logan was now pale-faced, standing frozen in place.
A tense silence filled the room.
This man p>
He was a figure at the very pinnacle of Vaelion City’s society!
Forget the Wynns or the Coles; even Brian, the Foster family’s resident hellion,
would have to bow his head in his presence!
“Mr. Blackwood, what brings you here?” Adrian, forgetting his own disheveled state, quickly pushed the blond guy off him.