Betrayed by the Father Reborn in His Rival's Arms novel Chapter 232

Then, a fist the size of a cinderblock violently collided with his cheekbone.

It was a level of raw force he had never experienced in his life.

It wasn't like a clumsy schoolyard scuffle, nor was it the flashy, choreographed fighting seen on television. This was pure, unadulterated violence—like taking a steel beam directly to the skull.

A sickening crunch echoed through the cramped hallway as his head snapped violently to the side.

The impact lifted him entirely off his feet. He flew through the air like a discarded ragdoll before crashing heavily into the wooden shoe rack in his entryway.

The cabinet splintered under his weight, sending a metallic bowl of loose keys clattering down onto his chest. A high-pitched ringing pierced his ears as his vision went entirely black, his mouth instantly flooding with the metallic taste of fresh blood.

He collapsed into a heap on the floor. Half of his face had gone completely numb, replaced by a deep, terrifying paralysis that chilled him to the bone.

Hudson forced his mouth open to speak, but his jaw felt entirely dislocated. All that slipped past his lips was a thick strand of bloody saliva.

Fighting to stay conscious, he weakly lifted his heavy head. Through his blurred vision, he saw the massive delivery driver looming over him, blood coating his thick knuckles.

Silence lingered for two excruciating seconds before heavy, deliberate footsteps began advancing toward him.

Panicking, Hudson tried to beg the second courier for help, but his tone remained obnoxiously demanding, as if barking orders at a servant.

The other man didn't flinch, standing in the doorway like an emotionless executioner.

The two thugs exchanged a single, knowing glance.

They were hired muscle. Once the job was done, their employer would wire them hundreds of thousands of dollars and provide top-tier legal defense to reduce the charges to a simple misdemeanor brawl.

With their silent confirmation, the absolute beatdown commenced.

Meanwhile, Liliana gleefully printed out every piece of evidence from the viral video. She marched straight back into Lucius's office and slammed the photos aggressively onto his desk.

"Lucius, take a good look at the woman you claim to know so well. She practically lived with Hudson, and then she went to the faculty housing to sleep with Silas! Tell me again how innocent she is."

"The entire internet is tearing her apart right now. Do you honestly think the Whitman Group should remain in business with someone like that? We need to pull all of our investments from Photon Tech immediately."

"Cut ties with her before it's too late. The public is already mocking you for settling for used goods."

Lucius merely glanced at the scattered papers.

He did not flinch, nor did he offer a single word of response.

It was Gavin who finally broke the tension, stepping into the room with a grim expression. "Ms. Lansbury, I suggest you check the news."