In Love, Never Say Never (Ashton Fuller and Scarlett Stovall) novel Chapter 1252

Although Armond had a twisted personality, he wasn’t very good at responding to verbal attacks. John’s mocking statement made his veins bulge green with anger. He was so furious that he couldn’t speak—instead, he snapped his fingers loudly and called his bodyguards into the room.

In barely a few moments, John and I were completely surrounded.

“Originally, I was going to let you off the hook on account of my relationship with Scarlett. Since you’re so desperate to die, however, you can’t blame me for what I’m about to do.” Armond stared coldly at John, his eyes flashing with murderous rage. “Take him away.”

As soon as he spoke, two bodyguards made their way over to John.

However, Armond had forgotten that John was a good fighter too. When he last saved me, he had managed to beat a fat, disgusting man with one flying kick. Before the bodyguards even touched him, John had already responded. He sent one of them sprawling onto the floor with a kick, before rounding behind the other one and throwing him onto the floor. The bodyguards lay on the floor, stunned.

“Humph…” Armond scowled at his groaning bodyguards. He still seemed rather unruffled. “I’ll admit that I have underestimated you. But do you really think you can get out of here by beating my bodyguards alone?”

With his skills, John could easily take down five people by himself. With the need to protect my baby and I, he might have a slightly harder time, but victory would still be his.

Since Armond had allowed him to come along, he must have made preparations in advance. If we caused a commotion here, the security guards in the rest of the building might come running. Faced with such a huge number of them, we might not have a chance.

At that moment, a voice that I had been anticipating rang out from the doorway.

“And what if there’s me?” Ashton walked into the room, his black coat sweeping against the floor even as it hung from his tall, broad frame.

Armond gazed at him, his brows knitting into a frown. After thinking for a while, he turned to look at me. A look of realization appeared on his face. “Were you lot tricking me?”

“That was pretty fast of you. As expected from you, Armond,” I said loudly, abandoning my pretense of weakness.