NovelEnglishChapter 63
They saw Steven being thrown in, his nose broken and his face swelled with bruises. There were a few beefy-
looking men behind him.
Flora was someone who would do anything for her child, so she immediately ran over when she saw her son
beaten into this state.
"Steven, what happened? Are you okay?" she asked, concerned.
Her son was so frightened that snot and tears streamed down his face. He cried so badly-almost even
resembling a girl.
"Who are you people? Why did you beat my son?" Flora snarled.
A pot-bellied man with a gold chain around his neck stepped forward. "What are
you screaming about? A b*tch like you gave birth to this son of a b*tch, who actually dared to lay a hand on my
woman. So what if | gave him a good beating?"
After Steven had emerged from the toilet, he ran into a woman wearing seductive clothing. He said obscenities
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtto her as his mind was unfiltered by the alcohol. He did not know that the woman was with a gang leader, who
then beat him up without so much of a warning.
He was so terrified that he broke out into sobs there
and then, and begged for his life while kneeling. However, the man refused to have mercy on him, even after
Steven used the nof the Sue family.
"Look at what this woman-what is she wearing?" Flora blathered on without regard for her own life after she
heard what the fatty said. "Isn't she practically trying to seduce my son?"
The fatty grew furious when he heard this. "What a loudmouthed b*tch! Does your son have a right to lay a hand
on her, regardless of whether she's a vixen, an old woman, or is naked?" he said with an evil smile on his face.
"That f*cking b*tch-"
Flora did not get to complete her sentence. The fatty threw a fist at her face. Ferdinand did not even try to step
up and be a man. " Yvonne, aren't you a Sue? Go and scare them away!" he said to her, face blanched.
Yvonne's apathetic countenance showed that she did not care about this. Steven dug his own grave, and
apparently Flora wanted to join him there. Why should she meddle in this business?
The fatty heard Steven's words. "What Sue family? | don't give a sh*t about them even if the entire clan came,"
he said disdainfully.
"Are you the husband of this b*tch? Cover. Bow down toand admit all your wrongdoings. | won't beat
you up if you getinto a good mood," the fatty
said to Ferdinand.
Ferdinand turned more fearful and his entire body trembled uncontrollably. Yet he spoke even more forcefully
toward Yvonne. "Yvonne, are you really not going to step in? I'm your uncle."
Yvonne's expression remained as nonchalant as before. She did not even bother to say a single word.
Godfrey screwed up his courage at that moment and stood up. "My nis Godfrey Sue of the Sue family," he
said to the fatty. "Please forgive us this once, and we'll put this behind us."
The fatty sneered at Godfrey. "The Sue family? What do | care about them?" he said. "I'll beat you up too if you
interfere anymore."
Lydia wanted to tug on her husband to make him sit down after observing that the fatty was not going to back
down, but he was faster to react. He plopped back onto the seat without another sound.
"It's fine even if you don't get on your knees and apologize. I'm a reasonable man. If you try to make a move on
my woman, you'd have to pay at least a few million to me, right?" the fatty said, smiling.
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No one spoke. The fatty landed a kick on Steven. "I'm going to beat this punk to death if you don't givethe
money!" he roared.
"Sir, I don't have money, but...but | have a car. Just take the car. Please forgive us." Steven took out the Audi
keys.
"Steven, that's my car! What right do you have to give it to him?" Yvonne shot up to her feet furiously when she
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The fatty only truly noticed her now. His eyes brightened unwittingly. She was such a beauty!
"What's one car worth, Yvonne? Do you really want to watch your cousin get beaten senseless?" Ferdinand did
not care since it was not his possession.
"My dear woman, | have plenty of money. | don't care about a single Audi." The fatty threw the keys away and
walked toward Yvonne.
"What are you doing?" she said, staring cautiously at the fatty.
"Why don't you accompanyfor a night, and I'll forget all this ever happened. How about that?" The fatty
scanned Yvonne from head to toe with a perverted grin plastered on his face.
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