Another kick to his stomach was delivered smoothly, this time by Sebastian, and he coughed out more streams of blood.

Sebastian didn't intend to waste his precious time on a mere rat like Brandon. Neither could he let the words of a no-good skunk affect him, especially when he owned the fucking city. 

“Touch my wife again or come within 10 meters from her, and that would be the end of you!” he threatened coldly, his gaze unyielding. “I don't negotiate. You either follow my lead or suffer the consequences."

Brandon was then beaten black and blue by his men before being returned to the Smith’s villa looking like a...