The first heir novel (Master Yu Who Smokes) novel Chapter 668

Cynthia understood when her gaze fell on Blake Michaels and the others.

This old man was really shameless!

“I don’t care who you are. This is the Shangri-La Hotel. Anyone who dares to cause trouble, I’ll get the police to arrest you!”

Cynthia refused to back down. A pregnant Wynn was behind her. Out of sympathy toward another woman, she would not leave Wynn behind.

On the other side, Howard also stubbornly got up from the ground. With a bruised nose and swollen face, he stood in front of Cynthia and shouted, “Damn it! Little b*stards, come on, come at me!”

The bald guy was angry. He touched his head and roared, “Whack them! Break their limbs!”

This round of bashing lasted until Howard could not get up.

The bald guy spat on Howard before he walked toward Cynthia, smiling wickedly. “How about it, beauty? You want to stand up for them? You’re not afraid that I’ll mess up your face?”

As the other party approached, Cynthia took several frightened steps back.

“Drag them up!” the bald guy shouted. The guys behind him rushed out. One person grabbed Cynthia while another two dragged Wynn cruelly up from the ground.

Smack!

The bald guy slapped angrily and cursed, “B*tch! My mother died after taking the drugs from your company. What are you going to do about that?”

Wynn was very weak with abdominal cramps. She said with great difficulty, “Our company’s drugs… Never… Had any accidents. Who… Sent you?!”

“Still so stubborn!”

That guy glanced furtively at Blake in the corner before he viciously attacked. “I’ll slap you until you admit it!”

Smack!

Slap!

Crisp sounds of his slaps resounded in the entire hall.

Wynn was suffering from the inhumane torture but still gritted her teeth stubbornly.

“What are you doing? Why are you hitting my daughter?!”

At this time, Martha rushed in with a group of old friends.

As soon as she arrived, she saw her daughter getting beaten and felt a pain in her heart as a mother.

Moreover, when she saw the blood between Wynn’s legs, she almost peed in her pants!

The bald guy was pushed aside by Martha. He staggered and cursed, “F*ck! Where did this old thing come from?”

Martha supported a slumping Wynn with tears in her eyes. She exclaimed fearfully, “Wynnie, how are you? Don’t scare me!”

Wynn fell weakly into Martha’s arms as she whispered, “Mom, baby… My baby…”

Wynn’s delicate little hands touched her belly while she mumbled.