Mio Osborne’s face turned alternately pale and blue, looking extrely sinister and terrifying.
He grabbed Sumr Monroe’s face and said coldly, "Damian Knight? At a ti like this, you’re still calling his na? I’m telling you, right now, he wouldn’t even look at you!"
Just as Sumr was about to speak, a sudden scream ca from the living room outside—
"Ah!"
The voice was Claire Woodward’s!
However, the scream stopped instantly, followed by a dull thud.
Mio Osborne imdiately beca alert, turned his head, and shouted, "Claire Woodward, is that you trying to leave?"
As soon as the words left Mio Osborne’s mouth, there was a loud "bang" sound as the bedroom door was forcefully kicked open, falling to the ground amid swirling dust.
It wasn’t Claire Woodward!
Claire Woodward couldn’t have kicked the door.
Mio Osborne instinctively turned his head, but before he could fully turn, a foot kicked him directly in the waist.
The kick was extrely heavy, and since Mio Osborne didn’t expect soone to rush in and kick him at this mont, he was directly sent tumbling over, landing heavily on the other side of the bed.
The thud on landing was accompanied by Mio Osborne’s painful grunt, and his face turned extraordinarily pale.
But Mio Osborne didn’t care about the pain; he imdiately lifted his eyes to look towards the door.
Who on earth dared to kick him?
The next mont, Mio Osborne saw the person clearly.
The person was tall and upright, with a handso and icy face beneath tousled hair, and his dark eyes seed to penetrate the soul.
It was Damian Knight.
It was actually Damian Knight!
Mio Osborne’s eyes widened in shock, his eyeballs almost popping out.
Damian Knight seed wrapped in an aura of nace, a presence invisible to the naked eye but clearly palpable.
As Damian Knight approached, Mio Osborne felt as if the surrounding air had dropped several degrees.
"Damian, Damian Knight..."
"Boom—"
Damian Knight grabbed Mio Osborne’s collar and responded with a heavy punch.
With just one punch, Mio Osborne’s nose was broken, blood gushing continuously from his nostrils.
Mio Osborne instinctively covered his nose, the pain numbing him, and he retreated while looking at Damian Knight, "You..."
As soon as he uttered one word, another punch ca swinging in.
This ti, Damian Knight’s target was his rib.
With a "crack" sound, a single punch directly broke one of Mio Osborne’s ribs.
"Ah—" Mio Osborne was in so much pain that his vision went black, nearly passing out.
Damian Knight stepped forward and unleashed a flurry of punches and kicks at Mio Osborne.
"Damian Knight! That’s enough! That’s enough!" Sumr Monroe, fearing Damian Knight might end up killing him and cause trouble, finally couldn’t resist stepping forward to pull Damian Knight back.
Damian Knight finally stopped, but grabbed Mio Osborne’s collar and cursed loudly—
"What do you think you are? A cockroach like you dares to touch her?!"
Mio Osborne was barely breathing, one eye so swollen it couldn’t see anything.
He had never seen soone beco this terrifying when angry.
Was this even a human? This was practically the Hell King from the underworld!
"I..." Mio Osborne opened his mouth, but before he could say a complete sentence, he fainted.
Damian Knight kicked Mio Osborne aside, ordered his n to take him away, and then carefully examined Sumr Monroe.
Seeing she had no apparent injuries, only red marks on her wrists and ankles from ropes, he finally breathed a slight sigh of relief.
But even those red marks were unbearable for Damian Knight.
Feeling both heartache and guilt, he lowered his gaze and said, "I’m sorry, I’m late."
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