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Chapter 78
What nonsense was he even talking about?
For the first time, Weston truly understood why movie villains always died after spewing a bunch of last words.
Because sometimes, there really was someone who would keep rambling—completely oblivious to the fact that his life was already over.
Weston’s brows drew together, a cold, dangerous smile tugging at his lips.
“I can let you off,” he said. “But the hand that touched her? It’s gone.”
Egbert went deathly pale. Ignoring the pain already wracking his body, he collapsed to the floor and began sobbing as he begged for mercy.
“Mr. Hall, I know I was wrong, I really do. Please-please show mercy and let me go. I’m begging you. Please… please…”
“Too late.”
The chill in Weston’s eyes deepened. He lifted a hand and gave a casual wave.
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“Do it.”
A bodyguard stepped forward immediately, iron rod in hand, and brought it down hard on Egbert’s hand.
Crack!
The sound of bone snapping froze everyone in place.
“Aaah!”
Egbert let out a shrill scream, writhing on the floor in agony.
Stella’s scalp prickled. She bit down hard on her lower lip, barely stopping herself from crying out.
The private room, noisy just moments ago, fell into total silence the instant his scream rang out.
Everyone was terrified out of their minds.
No one dared say a word.
Some clapped their hands over their mouths. Others sucked in a breath and nearly choked on it.
A few of the more timid ones fainted on the spot.
After that, no one dared plead for him anymore.
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Weston watched with quiet contempt.
It was just one hand-and they were already fainting.
Pathetic.
He turned to Ryan Garner and gave his next order in an even, unhurried voice.
“Ryan, pull together the surveillance footage, the injury reports, and everyone involved tonight. I want a complete chain of evidence.”
“When you file the report, say someone attempted sexual assault at Larkspur-and that our people acted in self-defense.”
As he spoke, his gaze sharpened, his voice cold enough to make the entire room shudder.
“I want everything on everyone here-names, companies, backgrounds-on my desk before dawn.
“And the businesses behind them, big or small… I want every last one bought out or driven into bankruptcy within a week.
“I don’t want to see any trace of them in this industry again.”
A faint smile touched Weston’s lips, but there was no warmth in
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“Hand them over to the police. Let the law deal with them.”
Listening to him stand up for her, Stella felt a surge of emotions
rise in her chest.
Other than Sophia, Weston was probably the only other person who had ever helped her like this.
She had always thought he was just like Damian and Lucas.
She never expected that beneath that reckless, unruly exterior, he had this side to him.
Back at Platinum Palace Club, when she’d stood up for Sophia, she had cursed Weston out without holding back.
By all rights, he should have hated her.
So why was he helping her now?
Before she could make sense of it, the drug surged through her body again, the heat turning almost unbearable.
She shifted restlessly in his arms, unable to stop herself from pressing against him.
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He stood up immediately, still holding her.
“Clean this up,” he said coldly. “I don’t like loose ends.”
Then he strode out without another word.
He didn’t even seem to hear Ryan’s respectful response behind
him.
“Understood, Mr. Heade.”
Watching Weston leave with Stella in his arms, Ryan turned to Egbert and the others with a cold smirk.
“Well then.”
These idiots really had a death wish, daring to offend Weston.
The bodyguards dragged them out like sacks of garbage, hauling them straight to the parking lot.
They were shoved into cars, and within seconds, the vehicles sped off toward the police station.
Meanwhile, Weston was practically running as he carried Stella to the top-floor VIP suite.
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Stella felt like she was burning from the inside out.
And the man in front of her-cool, steady-felt like the only thing keeping her from falling apart.
Instinctively, she sat up and wrapped her arms tightly around him.
“Just… let me hold you for a bit,” she murmured. “I feel awful…”
As she spoke, her warm breath brushed against his neck.
A faint shiver ran through him.
Weston’s ears flushed almost instantly, his entire body going rigid.
At first, he’d only paid attention to Stella because of the task Damian had given him.
He knew Sophia and Damian had been going through a messy divorce lately.
After watching their years of love and conflict, he knew one thing for sure-
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