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âIâm going to check on Enna.â Olivia Lewis said anxiously, chasing after them.
Only William Sullivan and Jasmine Clark were left in the hallway.
William had already recovered from his shock, clenching his fists tightly, veins bulging on the back of his hands. His usually melancholy face now bore a ferocious look! He lifted his leg and walked toward the roomâ¦
âBrother William, what are you going to do?â Jasmine quickly grabbed him. Williamâs face turned cold, and he said coldly, âLet go.â
Because of their familiesâ relationships, William had always been extra caring and gentle towards her, like a big brother. This was the first time he had talked to her with this tone. Jasmineâs heart constricted, and she subconsciously let go of his hand.
By the time she realized it, William had already entered the room. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
In the room, Finn Smith had just managed to get up from the floor with the help of his friends. Holding his stomach, his forehead was covered in cold sweat from the pain.
He groaned and cursed, âYou worthless bunch, you just watched as your boss got hit!â
The people he cursed at dared not to provoke him further and pretended not to hear.
Finn had never been so humiliated. He kept cursing, âBastard dared to hit me, just you wait. When I go home and tell my dad, youâre dead!â
He still didnât know he had upset someone he shouldnât have. In his mind, he planned how to make Baron Lawrence beg to him on his knees once he found him.
As he was daydreaming, the light in front of him suddenly dimmed. The person helping him walk also stoppedâ¦
âWhat now?â Finn looked up irritably and was stunned when he saw William.
âWilliam Sullivan?â
Both the Sullivan and Smith families were well-known in Linton City. Their relationship was neither close nor distant, and they would occasionally have a meal together.
So, the two of them were still on good terms.
âWhen did you return? I donât have time for small talk. Iâm not feeling well today, Iâll invite you for drinks another day.â
âWhich hand did you use to hit her?â He asked coldly and fiercely. Finn frowned and said irritably, âWhat hand? Are you crazy?â
âCanât remember? Let me help you.â
As he spoke, he grabbed Finnâs hand and pushed him against the wall.
âWilliam Sullivan, what the hell are you doing? Let me go!â Finn had never been so humiliated and began to clamor.
There was a loud âbangâ as his head was violently slammed against the wall!
Williamâs beautiful face was icy cold. He grabbed Finnâs neck emotionlessly and asked calmly, âRemember now?â
âGo to hell!â Finn, who was disoriented from the blow, angrily threatened, âLet me go! If you dare treat me like this, donât you fear my dad will ruin your Sullivan Corporation?â
As soon as he finished speaking, there was another muffled thud, and his head was slammed into the wall again.
This time, Finnâs head was cracked open, and blood flowed freely!
âRemember now, which hand?â
âWilliam, donât forget, the Sullivan Corporation relies on my dad. You canât treat me like this. Do your mom and dad know? Youâ¦â Finn was a spoiled second-generation brat. He talked tough, but he was the first to panic when confronted with a ruthless character.
William seemed to ignore his threats, and as he lifted Finnâs collar, he was about to slam him again.
Finn screamed out, âLeft hand! Left hand!â
âVery well..â