The Peremptory Casey Davies novel Chapter 25

"Ah!!!"

The screams echoed throughout the restaurant, like killing a pig.

Jayden Marsh's entire face was covered with cold sweat, and his complexion turned pale, his whole face twisted in pain.

He never would have thought that Casey Davies, who was treated like trash by everyone, would be so ruthless and break his arm so neatly.

The two waiters who were peeking from afar saw him, and their hearts thudded.

At that moment they thought that Casey Davies would definitely be fixed by Jayden Marsh, but they didn't expect that Casey Davies would break one of Jayden Marsh's arms.

"What did I see? Is that really Casey Davies?"

"That's horrible, Casey Davies broke Jayden Marsh's arm! He’s one of the three kings of J City!"

"Is he... is he really a loser? If he's a loser, then what are we...?"

Both waiters gulped, their opinions on Casey Davies had changed totally.

Casey Davies broke one of Jayden Marsh's arms and asked, "Do you know why you’re wrong?"

Jayden Marsh was the underground king of J City, and he didn’t get what he has today by begging for mercy.

He gritted his teeth and tried to get rid of Casey Davies who was on top of him. He had the confidence that he can take Casey Davies down even with only one hand.

"Know your fucking..."

Jayden Marsh pushed with one hand, trying to prop himself up off the ground.

Casey Davies saw and released his broken hand, then he speedily grabbed his other hand.

Jayden Marsh fell on the ground again and with Casey Davies controlling his joints, even if he had the strength, he couldn't use it.

"Shit, let go of me, I'll kill you!" Jayden Marsh began to yell and scream.

Morgan Byrne stood by and watched the show. When he heard that Casey Davies asked Jayden Marsh if he was wrong the second time, he knew that Jayden Marsh had lost his best chance of survival.

"What a fool, if he admitted him fault the first time Mr. Davies asked, he didn’t have to suffer the following pains."

Morgan Byrne shook his head, then he got scared. He thought the first time he had encountered Casey Davies.

If he hadn't been clever then, he would have four broken limbs now, with no hope to recover.

"Your chances have been used up."

There was no emotion in Casey Davies' voice, like a grim reaper who could easily condemn someone to death.

His grip on Jayden Marsh's hand clicked hard again, and again Jayden Marsh's pig-killing howl rang out.

"I... I know I’m wrong, I know I’m wrong, please let me go, I'll never do it again."

Jayden Marsh, having tasted the bitterness, never dared to confront Casey Davies again, knowing that if he continued to fight with him, he would be in bed for the rest of his life.

"What did you do?" Casey Davies asked.

"I shouldn’t have messed with you, and shouldn’t have called you trash."

"And?"

"I... I shouldn't have the idea to mess with Edith Patel, please spare me, I've lost both my arms and I'll never do anything to you again."

"I've given you the chance before, you don't appreciate it yourself, and if regret helps, my Casey Davies's bottom line would be of no use at all."

Then, he broke both of Jayden Marsh's legs mercilessly.