Chapter 79: Chapter 79: Which Hand Did You Use to Hit Her
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“I’m going to check on Enna.” 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 room…
“Brother William, what are you going to do?” Jasmine quickly grabbed him. William’s face turned cold, and he said coldly, “Let go.”
Because of their families’ 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. Jasmine’s heart constricted, and she subconsciously let go of his hand.
By the time she realized it, William had already entered the room.
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, “You worthless bunch, you just watched as your boss got hit!”
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, “Bastard dared to hit me, just you wait. When I go home and tell my dad, you’re dead!”
He still didn’t know he had upset someone he shouldn’t 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 stopped…
“What now?” Finn looked up irritably and was stunned when he saw William.
“William Sullivan?”
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.
“When did you return? I don’t have time for small talk. I’m not feeling well today, I’ll invite you for drinks another day.”
“Which hand did you use to hit her?” He asked coldly and fiercely. Finn frowned and said irritably, “What hand? Are you crazy?”
“Can’t remember? Let me help you.”
As he spoke, he grabbed Finn’s hand and pushed him against the wall.
“William Sullivan, what the hell are you doing? Let me go!” Finn had never been so humiliated and began to clamor.
There was a loud ‘bang’ as his head was violently slammed against the wall!
William’s beautiful face was icy cold. He grabbed Finn’s neck emotionlessly and asked calmly, “Remember now?”
“Go to hell!” Finn, who was disoriented from the blow, angrily threatened, “Let me go! If you dare treat me like this, don’t you fear my dad will ruin your Sullivan Corporation?”
As soon as he finished speaking, there was another muffled thud, and his head was slammed into the wall again.
This time, Finn’s head was cracked open, and blood flowed freely!
“Remember now, which hand?”
“William, don’t forget, the Sullivan Corporation relies on my dad. You can’t treat me like this. Do your mom and dad know? You…” 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 Finn’s collar, he was about to slam him again.
Finn screamed out, “Left hand! Left hand!”
“Very well..”