Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride novel Chapter 1672

Scorn was dripping from Mark’s smirk. “It doesn’t matter. I don’t care about your trifling, boasting cockalorum to your friends. All I want to know is this: who gave you that bloody design draft? I know you didn’t pen it—it’s my wife’s creation. You stole it, you sued her for plagiarism, and you extorted one-hundred-fifty grand from me. Seems to me we’ve got a long score to settle.”

James was shaking like a leaf. “N-No! T-T-That’s untrue! I didn’t steal anything from nobody. I swear it’s my creation! I didn’t steal! Please, Mr. Tremont, just let me off, okay? I don’t even want the rest of the money anymore, alright? Let’s just call it a truce, yea? I’ve told the press that the whole plagiarism thing was a misunderstanding! We’re alright now! That’s a good reason to let me go, right?”

Mark’s patience was rapidly thinning. With a frown, he hissed, “You talk too much. Is this your way of pleading to get your tongue removed?”

James immediately shut up, not a single word escaping him.

Mark shot a look at Brian, and the man responded by unleashing a barrage of kicks and punches at James until blood was oozing out from the latter’s nostril and the corner of his lips.

Brian stopped. “We’re gonna ask you one more time, jack. Who gave you the goddamned design? We gave you a peaceful way out of this, and we warned you to never tell anyone about your meeting with Mr. Tremont. But no, you took it as a f**king license to blow your horn, didn’t you? You told your posse of fashion-designing friends when they joined your little self-patting party, didn’t you? You and your uncontrolled piehole… You brought this upon yourself, and now, if you’re not gonna take the easy way and spill, trust me, I’ll make sure you can never be a f**king designer again. Your brain or your hand—pick one. I’ll remove the other from you.”

James was terrified for his skin, yet he refused to yield. In fact, he double downed on the claim that he did not plagiarize, and that it was his original creation.

Brian was getting a little hard-pressed to continue, so he looked to Mark for his next order.