Chapter 84
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Matthew was kicked ten feet away, and when Vivienne came back to her senses, she saw a stalwart figure picking up Matthew and continuing to beat him violently.
It’s Damien.
Even if it was just a back view, even wearing a mask, Vivienne still recognized it.
This time Damien beat Matthew much harder than the last time he beat Hendrix.
Seeing this, the people around did not dare to step forward.
Matthew by the collar. Damien warned sharply: “Your Marlowe Family is coming to an end today, even Warren Lopez can’t protect you.”
Warren Lopez is the boss of Lopez Group and Matthew’s father.
Warren Lopez ‘s social status is very high. Vivienne has also heard of Warren Lopez’s name and seen it in major financial reports. Not many people dare to call him by his name directly.
Just now Matthew was very arrogant, but now that he met Damien, he didn’t even have the strength to fight back.
Damien is more arrogant and ruthless than him.
Tough guy meets tough guy.
Matthew touched Damien’s cold eyes, felt a chill in his heart, looked intimidated, and said with difficulty: “I was just joking…”
He saw strong murderous intent in Damien’s eyes, and he believed that Damien could really kill him.
“Then I’ll have fun with you.”
Damien smiled bloodthirsty, and dragged Matthew into the room, the door closed, and then there was a shrill scream from inside.
endlessly. After about a few minutes, there was no movement inside, and the people outside came back to their senses.
Annabelle stepped forward and knocked on the door: “Open the door, you dare to hurt Matthew, I will never forgive you, open the door…”
The door opened, and Damien stood at the door full of murderous looks. When Annabelle touched Damien’s eves, her heart trembled, and she subconsciously swallowed back the words that followed.
Annabelle instinctively took a step back, out of the way.
Damien passed Annabelle, glanced at the crowd fiercely, turned and walked towards Vivienne, picked her up and walked out without anyone daring to stop her.
Vivienne was too scared just now, but now she had a chest to rely on, she let go of all her defenses, tightly tugged on his clothes, trembling all over.
“Sorry, I’m late.” Damien felt distressed and hugged her even tighter.
Vivienne’s strong shell was shattered by this caring word.
She wrapped her arms around his waist and buried her head in his arms.
Damien was walking out. He was also here today to socialize. Connor suddenly called him and reported Vivienne’s whereabouts to him. Only then did he know that Vivienne also came to the West Club and went to
find Annabelle.
Whether it’s the young lady of the Sanchez family or the young master of the Marlowe family, Damien is very clear about their virtues. He can’t worry about Vivienne, so he immediately left his partner and went to the top floor to find Vivienne.
But he was a step too late, and Vivienne got hurt.
the West Club, there was a row of luxury cars parked. More than a dozen bodyguards lined up in a neat line, waiting respectfully beside the cars. The formation was not small.
Jesse stood in front of the luxury car, waiting for Damien.
There is a row of luxury cars at the door, which is very eye-catching. West Club is a high-end club, but there are very few such arrays, let alone the license plate number of the leading luxury car is still a domineering word.
Just then, Damien came out holding Vivienne.
Seeing Damien coming out, Jesse was about to step forward, but when he saw Vivienne in his arms, he quickly stood where he was.
Damien secretly gestures to Jesse, telling them to stay put.
Damien came here to socialize and didn’t drive a Chevrolet, but now is not the time to let Vivienne know his identity, so he can only take Vivienne to take a taxi.
Damien hugged Vivienne and continued walking. When she calmed down, he asked softly, “Are you hungry?”
Vivienne shook her head, even if she is hungry now, she has no appetite.
This time was different from before, this time it was the Marlowe Family.
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