Chapter 115 The Rules
What’s going on? Why is Ms. Hansley, the powerful scion of the Hansley family, behaving obsequiously in front of the gofer? How is this possible?
Stunned by what they saw, no one could believe their eyes.
“There’s no need.”
Jonathan gave Luna a frosty glance before returning his gaze toward Hendrick and Kyson, who were already at the door. “I want both of them to stay. Do you have any problems with that?”
“No, not at all.”
Luna shook her head quickly. There was no way she even dared to protest.
Even Andrew, who was Asura’s guard, greeted him as commander. Compared to him, she was a nobody.
Hence, she naturally didn’t have the courage to go against Jonathan.
“The both of you, come over here!” Turning around, Luna stared at Kyson and Hendrick. With a cold glint in her eye, she turned into someone else all of a sudden.
She was no longer as amiable as when she was facing Jonathan.
“Ms. Luna…”
When he saw how Luna treated Jonathan with deference, Hendrick began to panic. There was no way he could have imagined that poor-looking Jonathan was somehow involved with Luna.
Furthermore, given Luna’s attitude toward him, it felt as if Jonathan was someone more influential than she was.
“Come over here!”
When Luna narrowed her eyes, it sent a chill down Hendrick’s spine.
He had no choice but to obey and walk back.
After all, the burly men that Luna brought were standing guard by the door.
“Ms. Luna, didn’t you let us go just now?” Hendrick looked at Luna fearfully. The servile manner he was behaving was just like a cowardly dog.
“That was in the past, and it has nothing to do with the present,” Luna remarked with an icy glare. “Just now, I didn’t realize that you had offended Mr. Goldstein. If I did, do you think you can even walk out of here?”
“In that case, Ms. Luna, what do you want from us?” Cognizant that he was unable to leave, Hendrick’s expression turned grim.
“Now, it’s not a matter of what I want. It depends on what Mr. Goldstein wants!” Luna wasn’t even bothered to look at Hendrick. Instead, she turned her attention toward Jonathan. “Mr. Goldstein, how would you like to punish them?”
“Have them bow on their knees ten times to me and break one of their legs each!” Jonathan plainly reiterated.
That was what Hendrick had threatened him with earlier. And now, Jonathan was simply returning the favor.
“Impossible!”
The moment he heard Jonathan’s words, Hendrick rejected his demands outright.
What sort of joke is this? Kneel and have my legs broken?
“Impossible, is it?” Jonathan’s gaze turned icy cold in response to Hendrick’s words. In a blink of an eye, his right leg stomped on Hendrick’s kneecap.
Upon impact, the loud crack of fracturing bones was heard.
The next moment, Hendrick collapsed onto his knees in front of Jonathan with a thud.
“Now, does this make it possible?” Jonathan stared coldly at Hendrick before turning to look at Kyson. “It’s your turn now. Do you want to kneel by yourself, or do you want me to help you?”
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