Marrying A Secret Zillionaire Happy Ever After novel Chapter 368

Chapter 368 You’re Digging Your Own Grave!

Fernanda’s words echoed in Gorman’s mind–Collin had been pretending to be crippled all along. The revelation pressed down on Gorman like a stone.

As he took down one of Gorman’s men with brutal precision, Collin surged forward, his eyes locked on his true

target.

Simultaneously, Collin’s men clashed fiercely with Gorman’s, chaos erupting in every corner of Gorman’s opulent villa.

“Have you lost your minds? How dare you cause such uproar in Mr. Green’s place!” Gorman’s men shouted incredulously, their voices laced with shock and outrage, only to be swiftly silenced by Collin’s men’s decisive

blows.

The air was thick with tension, the conflict escalating rapidly. Everything unfolded in a blur, causing Gorman’s pupils to dilate in shock for a split second.

As Collin’s formidable fist descended, Gorman, driven by instinct, attempted to sidestep.

However, the action triggered a stabbing pain in his already wounded shoulder.

“Ugh!” he groaned, grimacing as the pain momentarily clouded his senses.

This fleeting hesitation was all Collin needed–his punch connected with devastating precision.

The impact sent Gorman tumbling off the sofa, his body crashing onto the floor with a heavy thud.

Dazed and reeling, he scrambled to regain his footing, his injured shoulder now a mere afterthought amidst the

turmoil.

Cradling his throbbing jaw, he glimpsed fresh blood on his arm.

Fuming with rage, he locked eyes with Collin and hissed through clenched teeth, “You piece of shit, Collin! You really think you can hit me and get away with it? You’re digging your own grave!”

Collin met Gorman’s glare with cold indifference and threw another unyielding punch, striking him directly in

the face.

Gorman collapsed to the floor, his body refusing to cooperate.

“Boss!” his men exclaimed in shock, rushing forward to form a protective barrier around him.

The double blow not only bruised his body but also his ego.

He blamed the sharp pain in his shoulder for his current plight.

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Chapter 368 You’re Digging Your Own Grave!

On any other night, Collin would have stood no chance against him.

Enraged to the breaking point, Gorman barked furiously, “Everyone, take him down! Show this fool his place!”

At his command, a wave of his loyal bodyguards flooded the living room, outnumbering Collin’s crew.

With a smug grin, Gorman watched the tide turn.

Collin had run out of luck–there was no way out this time.

Despite any skills he might possess, he was on Gorman’s territory, surrounded and outsmarted.

Gorman was confident that Collin was fighting a losing battle.

Gorman’s men were swiftly closing in, their menacing steps echoing ominously. In a flurry, Collin’s men surged forward, forming a human barrier around him.

“Mr. Riley, be careful!”