The Divorced Heiress Revenge (Bella Thompson) novel Chapter 2123

Owen’s heart trembled violently because Justin’s words sent shockwaves through his heart.

Back when Christopher was still in Sentania, Owen was already a pawn under his command. Over the years of working for Christopher, Owen’s heart had already withered away, and he had forgotten he was also once full of righteousness and passion.

Whoosh!

Another sharp blade came murderously at Justin from his side.

“Watch out!”

Owen’s eyes widened, his heart nearly jumping out of his chest.

Unexpectedly, it was as if Justin had eyes on his side. He suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the attacker’s wrist, snapping his bones.

While disarming the attacker, Justin kicked the man, sending him flying into the wall and crashing heavily.

The sound of his bones breaking was terrifying, making one’s blood run cold.

With just one move, Owen could see that this usually high and mighty president of Salvador Corporation was far from simple. He was someone who excelled in both intelligence and physical prowess.

His understanding of Justin was merely a tiny fraction. If Christopher did not have someone powerful backing him, how could he compare against Justin?

The dark alleyway became a bloody battlefield.

Although they were outnumbered, in front of the handsome “grim reaper”, the crisis seemed to dissolve easily.

One after another, the assassins were knocked to the ground.

The two men stood back to back, getting ready for combat.

Justin’s face, hands, and the white collar of his shirt were stained with blood, like a handsome rogue in a suit, exuding an aesthetic of violence and beauty.

“Deputy Chief Hopkins, I’ve told you that you’re digging your own grave, working with Christopher. From the moment he sought you out, he’s been secretly planning to get rid of you after squeezing out all your value.”

“You’re not me… You won’t understand my reasons!” Owen clutched his gravely injured arm, cold sweat trickling down his head.

“Cooperating with us is your only way out!” Justin’s expression was cold and stern, but his tone was calm and genuine.

“Way out? Do I still have a way out?”

Owen smiled bitterly. “Even if I escape today, can I escape tomorrow?”

Justin frowned and did not reply. Even if they work together to take down Christopher, the future waiting for Owen would be a legal trial.

The assassins charged at them again, determined to kill them.

The leader clearly wanted to take the credit. When the others surrounded and attacked Justin, he saw his chance with an injured and weakened Owen, raising his knife and viciously aiming it at Owen’s head.

“Argh!”

But Owen merely used one hand to flip the leader onto the ground, then stomped on his chest. The man groaned as he coughed up blood.

A lion would always be strong, even when it was injured.

Owen’s eyes were glazed with an intense red as he raised the screwdriver high, swiftly plunging it at the man’s vital spot.

At this moment, he looked more like a killer than the actual hired hands.

“No! Stop!”

Justin roared and rushed forward, tightly gripping Owen’s hand that held the blade. “You can’t kill them!”