The bodyguards were trained for this. As a result, their hits couldn’t be dodged, let alone endured.
Jeff’s miserable screams echoed in the room.
Scared to death, Jeff’s friends sank to their knees. They trembled and begged for mercy, “This has nothing to do with us. We haven’t done anything wrong. Please let us out.”
Cornell scoffed. He lit a cigarette, held it between his teeth, and turned his head indifferently.
Jeff’s friends turned a deaf ear to Jeff’s calling them snitches. To save their heads, they crawled and rolled toward the door and fled out.
They all cursed their luck and wondered what Jeff had done to attract the harbinger of death.
Jeff, now looking like he had been run over by a car, struggled to say each of his words clearly as he cursed, “Fuck you! Just wait until my dad gets here. I’ll skin you alive!”
Hearing this, Cornell raised his eyebrows and suddenly laughed.
Matteo knew what was coming next. He turned around and ordered, “Go call Jerry.”
Soon, Jerry, the owner of the Siren, came in. He almost suffered a heart attack when he saw his son lying on the floor with all kinds of injuries on his body.
Jerry rushed to hold Jeff and roared, “Who did this to my son? My God! I can’t take this. How the hell did this happen!”
At the sight of his father, Jeff raised his head as snot dripped from his nose. He pointed at the man behind him and cried with his mouth twisted to the side, “It’s him… That’s the man who did this to me. I want you to beat him to death right away.”
Jerry looked over, only to find a man smoking with an air of arrogance. Even his standing posture was like that of a king.
Never in a million years did he think someone would be so arrogant to come to his territory and beat his son.
Jerry sneered and beckoned, “Come in now! Give him a good welcome for me.”
At this moment, more than a dozen bodyguards swarmed in and surrounded the room. They were all employed by Jerry.
However, Cornell only had two bodyguards and an assistant who looked very gentle.
Cornell was outnumbered. If all these men beat him up, how could he resist? His two bodyguards couldn’t protect him against more than a dozen men around them.
At the thought of this, Jerry grinned hideously. He was confident to win.
Jerry raised his hand and hooked his finger, hinting at the bodyguards to make a move. Cornell saw this but he didn’t show any sign of fear at all. He didn’t even move. He still sat there leisurely with his long legs crossed. It was as if he was just watching a show.
But before all Jerry’s men could move, a loud noise suddenly sounded.
Jerry turned around in confusion, only to be shocked by the scene in front of him. It turned out that all his men had been taken down one after another. They curled up on the floor, groaning in pain.
The entire process happened in less than five minutes. Jerry found this the most shocking.
How could Cornell’s two bodyguards knock down more than a dozen men?
He was in utter disbelief.
Fear gradually appeared in Jerry’s eyes. There was no trace of arrogance in him anymore. His body trembled uncontrollably. He couldn’t help wondering what kind of monsters these men in front of him were.
Despite his fear, Jerry managed to ask in a trembling voice, “Who the hell are you?”
Upon hearing this question, Matteo took out an elegant gilded business card and showed it to Jerry.
“He is Mr. Clement.”
Jerry looked at the business card. And when he read the words printed there, he suddenly knelt on the floor.
The Clement Group was well-known in Ardlens. How could he not know this company?
“I’m… I’m sorry. It’s all my fault. I didn’t recognize you. Please forgive me. I swear I will never show up in front of you again.
Please spare me this time.”
Jeff, who was lying on his stomach and oblivious to Cornell’s identity, groaned and shouted, “Dad! What do you think you’re doing?
Why are you kneeling in front of them? I am so ashamed of…”
But before he could finish his words, a crisp slap sound echoed in the room.
It turned out that Jerry slapped Jeff hard to stop the latter from talking.
Jerry roared, “Shut up!”
He was livid, thinking Jeff was such an idiot. How could Jeff not realize what kind of person he had offended?
Jerry glared at Jeff before he turned to Cornell again and bowed.
Then he said humbly, “Mr. Clement, I don’t know what exactly my son did, but I know it’s not good. I apologize to you on his behalf.
Please forgive him. I will do anything to make it up to you. Just tell me what you want, Mr. Clement.”
Cornell stubbed out the cigarette in his hand, looked at Jerry, and said indifferently, “There’s no need to apologize. And you don’t need to do anything to compensate. I won’t tell you what he did today.
But I don’t think he will still need his hands.”
His voice was cold and calm. It was as if he was only talking about the weather.
Matteo immediately understood what Cornell meant. He responded, “Okay, Mr. Clement.”
Jerry racked his brain, trying to recall what Jeff had done the entire day. He still wanted to find a way out to overcome this predicament.
After a while, something popped up in Jerry’s mind. He remembered Jeff’s conversation with his friend earlier. Jeff made a bet with his friends that he would dare to steal someone’s bag. In the end, he did snatch a bag from a woman and accidentally hurt a woman in her early twenties.
Finally, Jerry understood what was going on. His back was soaked with cold sweat, and he trembled all over. He was so scared that he stammered, “Mr. Clement, I… I really didn’t know that woman was your girl. If I had known about it, I would have this bastard stay in jail forever. But please, I beg you, cut him some slack. He is my only son. If he loses his hands, he won’t be able to live a normal life in the future.”
Cornell stood up and walked toward the door. But after taking a few steps, he turned around, looked at Jerry, and sneered, “If you don’t know how to discipline your son, someone will do it for you.”
Then he left without Looking back.
Jeff’s miserable scream sounded behind him, but he just ignored it.
The sound gradually weakened until it disappeared. It turned out that Jeff had already fainted.
Audrey stayed in Serenity Villa the entire day.
She took a nap in the afternoon, and she had just woken up. The sun had already set, and the sky was getting dark outside.
Audrey looked around and found that she was alone in the room.
She thought of the phone call that was hung up this afternoon.
Cornell probably went to see Cecilia.
This thought made her feel a bit depressed. But it was only for a moment. She quickly cheered herself up and tried to think of something else.
At this moment, Audrey’s phone on the bedside table vibrated. She reached out and fumbled for it with her left hand. It was Nicole calling, so she answered it at once. Nicole was inviting her to their college reunion tomorrow evening.
Audrey refused. But she didn’t want Nicole to worry about her, so she just said she was not feeling well and hung up. She didn’t say anything about her injury.
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