Chapter 73 Who Does He Think He Is
“Understood!”
As Pablo’s order rang out, a few of Pablo’s lackeys grabbed Jory and dragged him to the window.
Upon seeing that, the girls in the private room were so stricken that all color drained out of their faces. That went doubly so for Jory, and he cried out urgently, “Save me, Mr. Goldberg!”
However, Charles acted as though he didn’t hear anything, not even bothered to spare him a glance.
Save him? Can’t he tell that I can barely save myself now? How am I going to bail him out?
Bang! Bang!
Two gunshots pierced the air, followed by Jory’s agonized howl. At the same time, two bloody holes materialized in his legs, rendering them entirely crippled.
On the heels of that, the few lackeys grabbed his hair as though he was a dog and tossed him out the window from the third floor.
Everyone present was utterly shocked at that scene.
Charles was so petrified that he had gone as pale as a sheet.
Despite his boasts in front of Jonathan just now, he had actually never witnessed such brutality in his entire life.
“C-Charles, I-I’m scared…” Nana huddled behind him as she clutched at his shirt, making it clear as day that she was terrified by the scene before her.
“I-It’ll be fine…”
Charles grasped her hand, remaining as still as a statue.
“She can’t leave. She must stay and entertain me tonight!” Pablo pointed at Sharon, scaring her so badly that she went white. She anxiously looked at Charles and called out to him, but the man feigned ignorance and averted his eyes.
“She, too, must stay!” Pablo stretched out his hand again and pointed at Nana, who was behind Charles.
Hearing that, terror swamped Nana, and she desperately cowered behind Charles.
“No! She’s my girlfriend!” Since things had come to that, Charles could no longer feign deafness.
“Hmm?” Pablo’s expression turned frosty. “Do you not want to leave either?”
“No, I…” Charles looked at Fenrir with panic written all over his face. “Mr. Fenrir…”
“You’d better listen to Mr. Hearnshaw.” Shooting him a wintry look, Fenrir added, “Otherwise, even I can’t save you. You saw your friend’s fate, didn’t you?”
“I…”
In a trice, Charles’ face turned ashen.
He could tell that Fenrir didn’t want to get involved in the matter. After hesitating for a while, he finally dropped Nana’s hand. “Bear with it first, Nana. I’ll go home and have my father save you!”
“How could you do this, Charles?” Nana’s eyes blazed scarlet when she heard him abandoning her without the slightest hesitation. She gaped at him incredulously.
I’m his girlfriend! Yet, he’s actually handing me over to another man?
“I can’t do a da*n thing about it either! Do you think I don’t want to save you? I want to take you away, too, but can’t you see that I can’t even save myself now?” Charles started cussing, seeing red.
Despair instantly flooded Nana’s face.
Oh God, do I really have to entertain this da*n fatty tonight?
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