Chapter 190 Surnamed Trevino
The man howled in pain on the ground. His arm, which had been stepped on, couldn’t move at all, so he could only endure it.
When William thought of the red mark on Cierra’s neck, the rage in his eyes surged. He felt that this kick was far from enough.
He squatted down and pressed a sharp knife against the man’s face, but his tone was still lazy. “Tell me. Who ordered you to hurt her? And what did you say about asking my sister to take a video of clarification? What’s going on?”
He used the cold blade to pat the man’s face, and his threatening words continued.
“You’d better think it through before you speak. If I find that you don’t speak properly or you don’t explain it clearly, don’t blame me for accidentally cutting the wrong place and hurting you.”
Before he could finish his words, a streak of blood oozed out from the man’s chin.
His movements seemed casual, but the cut was not shallow.
He couldn’t protect Cierra when she was injured before she came back. Now that he was still in front of her, how could he let others leave a scar on her body?
How dare he!
The man was a little tough, gritting his teeth and refusing to give in.
“William, why are you talking so much to him?”
Harold, who had always been invisible, suddenly stepped forward. He looked down at the man’s almost broken arm, and tilted his head slightly.
“If his hand touches Cierra, I’ll cr*pple that hand. If Cierra is injured somewhere, I’ll just hurt his body tenfold. There’s no need to waste time talking to him.”
He did not attack the man as William. Instead, he swept his gaze over the man’s broken body. Then,
his cold eyes met the man’s, and a smile appeared on his face.
“I remember that when Nick studied medicine, he said that it was a minor injury of being stabbed 20 times as long as avoiding being stabbed in the vital parts. Why don’t we try it on him? His bones
can probably hold on, but I don’t know if his family can survive.”
As soon as she finished speaking, the twitching man on the ground suddenly spoke. “No, no one asked me to do it. It was me…”
“No one ordered you to do so?”
William narrowed his eyes, stepped heavily on the knife-holding palm with his boots, and slowly
crushed it. “No one ordered you to treat Cierra like this. Who gave you the guts?”
The man howled in pain again. He almost held his breath and said, “I just can’t bear to see her humiliate my goddess. She ruined my goddess’ career. I will never see my goddess’s work on the screen again. Do you understand?”
The knife in William’s hand paused, and a trace of disbelief flashed across his handsome face. “Are you talking about Aleah?”
“Yes! It’s all because of Cierra. If it weren’t for her, our Goddess Aleah wouldn’t have been forced to
Goddess quit the entertainment industry! I just wanted Cierra to record a video and clarify that my had never done those things, and I didn’t intend to hurt her!”
His crazy words mixed with the blood in his mouth sounded a little funny in the eyes of William and
the others.
“The police have already issued a statement, but you still have to ask the victim for an explanation. Look at you, I can’t bear to beat you like this.”
For a strange woman, he didn’t even care about his own future and family. How could he do such a thing as holding a knife to hurt a hostage? Was he a fool?
After thinking for a while, William couldn’t help laughing out loud.
The people on the ground were very unconvinced. “You rich people naturally can do whatever you want. Who knows if it was you who colluded with the police and framed my goddess! In short, my goddess Aleah would never do such a thing!”
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