Their Punching Bag Became The Storm novel Chapter 107

Chapter 107 Eric’s Ruthlessness

Whitney recalled the message Eric had sent her earlier, bragging about giving her a grand gift.

She figured these people must be the so–called grand gift Eric was talking about.

Whitney thought, ‘Is that really all Eric’s got?

‘So this is his idea of a grand gift?

‘Looks like he really underestimated me. Even the gift he sent is so low–class.

Whitney scoffed softly. The moonlight poured down, making her lips shimmer with an almost unreal beauty.

The seven men couldn’t help but whistle, their stares getting bolder as they looked at her.

“Whitney,” the leader called out.

He wore a black suit with nothing underneath, his bare chest and a spread of tattoos on full display.

He called Whitney by name, no hesitation in his voice, and his gaze was lingering shamelessly on her captivating face as he licked his lips. “Be a good girl and come with me. Play nice, and maybe you won’t get hurt.”

Whitney didn’t flinch. She gently placed all her packages on the ground.

These were all things her mentor and fellow students liked. She couldn’t let these thugs mess up the gifts she meant for them.

Seeing her put her stuff down and look all obedient, the seven men couldn’t help but burst out laughing.

They thought the girl Eric

But she got scared so e “ed so

much about would have some guts.

Tommy thought, ‘Come on, do I really need to show up just

‘And he wants me to bring all these guys just to gang un 10 snatch some little girl?

one girl?

‘If word gets out, how am I supposed to hold my head up in the game?

‘If Mr. Anderson hadn’t forked over so much cash, I’d never live this down,

‘But there was an additional reward…‘

Tommy stared at Whitney’s face, a hungry, predatory gleam flickering in his eyes.

He thought, ‘No wonder Mr. Anderson is so invested in this girl… That face is like a real enchantress, totally captivating. Bringing the whole crew out here for her? Yeah, that’s worth it.’

Tommy rubbed his hands together.

Tommy was already plotting in his head, making sure he’d be first in line to get his turn with her.

Suddenly, a loud crash sounded right by Tommy’s ear.

The noise of something heavy hitting the ground jerked Tommy back to reality.

Right after, metal rods clattered to the floor, making a loud commotion.

Tommy saw his guys, who’d been standing right next to him moments ago, now collapsed on the ground, clutching their stomachs or chests and moaning in pain.

Tommy was stunned, scanning around in disbelief.

In the pitch–black, cramped space, only he and Whitney were still standing.

Whitney’s expression was calm as she looked at him, but under the silver moonlight, her narrow, alluring eyes glinted with a coldness as sharp as shattered ice.

She showed no emotion at all.

But suddenly, cold sweat broke out all over Tommy’s back, and in moments, his shirt was nearly soaked through.

Tommy thought, ‘What just happened?

‘All that happened in just a few seconds…

‘What did this girl just do?”

Tommy had never felt terror like this in his entire life.

His face twitched, and he clenched the metal rod, swinging it straight at Whitney’s face. “You had your chance to play nice,

Chapter 107 Eric’s Ruthlessness

but now you’re gonna pay!”

The metal rod came swinging down, aiming right for her.

It cut through the air with a fierce whistle, the force behind it almost palpable.

But at the last second, before the rod could strike, Whitney raised her hand.

Her hand, shining in the moonlight, caught his wrist in a vice–like grip.

Then, the crack of bone was loud in the cramped space.

Tommy screamed, and in the same instant, Whitney spun and kicked him hard in the stomach.

“Ah!” Tommy cried out.

He fell to his knees, clutching his stomach in pain.

The pain was so intense that it felt like his organs had been pulverized. There was no way to describe it.

Tommy thought, ‘Mr. Anderson never said this girl was this tough!

‘I didn’t even catch how she made her move.

‘She beat up all seven of us by herself?

‘Was Mr. Anderson screwing us over on purpose?‘

Tommy was convulsing in pain, and now he started blaming Eric for getting him into this mess.

But the pain hadn’t begun to fade when a harsh scraping sound cut through the air.

It was like something was being dragged across the ground, the noise grating on his nerves.

He looked over, trembling.

He saw Whitney pick up a metal rod, dragging it behind her as she walked straight toward him.

The sound of the metal rod dragging across the floor felt like it was scraping right against his heart, sending chills through

him.

The closer she got, the faster his heart pounded.

Whitney stopped right beside him.

She jabbed the rod, its end stabbing straight into Tommy’s back.

The force was so intense that it made Tommy crawl on the ground in agony.

“Mercy… please!” Tommy whimpered, his voice shaking with fear.

Just a minute ago, he was all swagger and bravado; now he was nothing but a pathetic wreck.

Whitney jabbed him right on the nerve in his back. The pain was like a knife cutting straight through bone, and Tommy’s whole body spasmed uncontrollably.

“Why did Eric send you to ambush me?” Whitney asked, her voice icy and unflinching.

Tommy was caught off guard; he never expected Whitney to know who was behind it.

Hearing her question, he found his voice trembling, almost begging. “Miss Harrington, we were following Mr. Anderson’s orders. If you want answers, take it up with him… We’re hired hands, we swear. We don’t know anything else.” Whitney planted the metal rod upright, her fingers pressing down on the top. “I don’t like repeating myself.” She channeled all her strength through the rod, pressing it down hard onto Tommy’s back.

Tommy’s face twisted in agony, his voice coming out all warped and broken.

“Mr. Anderson told us… told us to kidnap you,” he stammered, blurting out everything about Eric. “He… he wanted to get back at you for his sister…

“He said you bullied his sister on the show, and he wants you to regret it. So… so he sent us to grab you, take you away, and… and film those kinds of videos…”

His voice was shaky with fear as he spoke.

He was terrified Whitney might get ruthless and hit him again with the rod.

Whitney’s eyes narrowed slowly, a dangerous glint flickering in her gaze.

She knew Eric would always have Emily’s back.

But she never thought he could be this cold–blooded.

Chapter 107 Eric’s Ruthlessness

He wanted to kidnap her and film those kinds of videos…

All for Emily, Eric really didn’t care if he had to ruin his own sister.

She thought that in her previous life, after that car crash, out of everyone the Anderson family, Eric was the one who treated her like she wasn’t human.

He used every cruel trick imaginable to torture her, until she was completely unrecognizable.

And it was all to stand up for Emily.

Whitney sneered to herself.

This time around, Eric was still as heartless as ever, ready to do anything for Emily.

Whitney chuckled coldly under her breath.

Her icy, seductive eyes flashed with a deadly sharpness, like blades.

Tommy was so terrified that he started howling in fear all over again.

Whitney pulled out her phone and checked the time.

It was 12:30 AM.

She still had time.

Whitney’s lips curled into a cold smirk as she jabbed Tommy with the rod. “You, call him.”

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Chapter 108 Whitney Should Be Crying

Chapter 108 Whitney Should Be Crying