Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 1692 âI have never wanted to do any harm. On the contrary, my aim is to make it possible for the poor and underdeveloped countries around the world to cure diseases rather than be plagued with illnesses and dying in despair. Do you know that feeling?â
Catherine was deeply revolted.
She realized Wesley really had the potential to be a movie star.
How did this absolute monster, who he did not even spare his nephew, have the nerve to say he wanted to save sick people around the world?
âBlergh.â
She did not vomit, but beside her, Shaun let out a gagging sound. âIâm going to puke. If you ask me, Australiaâs medical treatment isnât considered top- notch either. Since more developed countries look down on you when you try to sell your medicine to them, you can only sell to poorer countries to earn money. After all, although the people there are poor, medicine is a must, so youâll gain a quick profit while exploiting the poor to death. Yet, youâ re still making yourself a saint. Do you think everyone here is stupid?â
Titus raised his brows, amused by Shaunâs words. â Thatâs right. Iâve seen all kinds of people before, but such a disgusting person like you is rare.â
With Wesleyâs strong ego, the repeated humiliation made him clench his fists tightly.
Titus slowly stood up and walked towards Wesley.
Jeffery and Wesley froze. When Titusâs tall and cold figure approached them, they were subconsciously afraid.
However, Jeffery was in a wheelchair and could not retreat. As such, he could only grip the armrest, not knowing what else to do.
âMr. Costner, what are you planning to do? This is Hill Corporation. This is Australia,â Wesley reminded him in a low voice.
âI thought you didnât know who I am? So you know that Iâm not from here.â Titus slowly unbuttoned the first two buttons of his shirt and rolled up his sleeves, revealing his study bronze arms. His firm and strong fists made their scalps tingle.
âGuards!â Wade hurriedly called for backup when he saw that the situation was not right.
However, Warren held Wadeâs arm behind his back and pressed him onto the conference table.
At the same time, Titusâs fist swiftly punched Wesleyâs face.
Wesley was l8ocm tall, but his body was slammed into the wall. His lips were smeared with blood, and his teeth fell out. It was so painful that he could not speak.
Jeffery was terrified. âYou⦠Stop that. If you hit us again, Iâll call the cops.â
âGo ahead, and call the cops. Iâd like to see who dares to arrest me.â Titus raised his brows nonchalantly. âEven if you call Gavin Mead here today, he wonât dare to arrest me either.â
âJust you waitâ¦â Wesley stood up with much difficulty, and his trembling finger pointed angrily at Titus.
However, Titus grabbed his finger and broke it with a snap.
Wesley immediately screamed in pain.
âDidnât you tell me to wait?â Titus approached him with a smile and whispered in his ear, âDo you think I wonât dare to fight back because my son is i n your hands?â
Wesley glared at him with red eyes. At that moment, he stopped pretending, because if he continued the act, he did not know if he could walk out of here today. âIf⦠If you dare to lay a hand against me, Iâll cut off one of your sonâs hands.â
âGo ahead.â Titus did not even blink. âIâm planning to save him, but I donât expect him to be in one piece. Itâs just an arm, so think of it as a lesson to him. Heâs supposed to be the son of Titus Costner, but heâs useless. Honestly, a son like that isnât worthy of being my heir.â