NovelAppChapter 1364
Was Eunice the one who spilled the beans about the birthday bash to Darren? It seemed like he had set a trap, just waiting for
them to take the bait.
If they could claim that the previous incident was all a misunderstanding, tonight's fiasco was irrefutable evidence of their
treachery. No amount of excuses would do any good now.
Darren had seen with his own eyes, heard with his own ears.
They had laid bare every treacherous thought in their hearts.
"You bunch of backstabbers!" Darren snatched the leather belt from one of his men and lashed them with fury,
"I treated you like brothers, and you plotted against me, wishingdead!"
They not only wished him dead, but they didn’t spare his son, his daughter-in-law, nor his dear granddaughter!
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How could they be so heartless?
The belt was an heirloom, a "family sanction” passed down through generations. Even through the thick winter coats, each strike
inflicted pain that made them grit their teeth and wince.
"Darren, we were wrong. the brothers whimpered as they recoiled.
“It's okay if you kill us, but don't get worked up. You've just recovered, it wouldn't be worth it.”
“When you were stabbingover and over earlier, | didn't see any of you concerned about my health. Now that you've been
caught, you start with your crocodile tears?" Darren swung the belt, striking them again and again.
Calvin took a hit to the face, a red mark instantly surfacing.
Arlen got it on the head, the pain was so intense it felt like his skull was splitting.
Trying to dodge the relentless belt, Calvin and Arlen’s heads collided, stars exploding in their vision, disoriented by the pain.
They knew Darren was truly disappointed and angry this time!
“Darren, your lashes have awakened me. I'm worse than an animal!”
"If you decide to beatto death today, | wouldn't utter a word of complaint. Even in the afterlife, I'd kneel and apologize to our
parents.’
"Then get in line to apologize to them." Darren fumed, whipping them mercilessly without any sign of stopping.
The brothers hadn't expected Darren to be so determined to flay them. Bard, Eunice, and Arabella blocked the door, and on the
ninth floor, jumping out the window wasn't an option. Besides, even if they managed to escape, Darren had ways to drag them
back.
All they could do was cry and beg for mercy.
But Darren had no trace of compassion, only ceasing when he couldn't lift the belt anymore, panting heavily.
The brothers’ clothes were torn, revealing wounds that trembled with pain in the cold winter night.
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Calvin was barely hanging on, crawling to Darren's feet, clutching at his pants leg and pleading, "Darren, we're old now. Please
spare us. | won't have many years left anyway.”
“Darren, don't let us die easily. Wouldn't it be better to let us live out the rest of our lives in torment and regret?"
Arlen crawled over as well, weeping and begging, “Darren, for the sake of my grandchildren, spare my life.”
“Darren, my youngest daughter is about to get married. Please givea chance to see her in a wedding dress.
You know she's my darling girl."
Calvin fell to his knees before Darren, weeping bitterly, "I promise you, after the wedding, I'll take my family and leave, never to
bother you again. We'll relinquish our shares, the dividends, everything goes back to you, Darren.
Do with them as you wish.’
“Exactly, I'll resign immediately, | won't be involved with the company anymore. Transfer all my shares to you, Darren, and | don’t
want the monthly dividends. The house we live in, the cars we drive, you can take them back anytime." Arlen knelt before Darren
too, tears and sobs mixing as he admitted his guilt, "I just beg you, Darren, spare my life.”
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