Chapter 143: You Want Me to Carry Him Too?

Owen Sterling grabbed a nearby chair and swung it at them again.

The men holding Chloe Reed let go. The two of them rushed at Owen Sterling, pinning him to the ground and beating him.

"That’ll teach you to stick your fucking nose where it doesn’t belong!"

"I’m gonna kill you today!"

"..."

Chloe Reed staggered to her feet. She stumbled to the door and was about to open it when, in the next second, it was pulled open from the outside.

Walker Grant’s tall, lean figure stood in the doorway. She froze for a moment, then reached out and grabbed his arm. "Get them. They were hurting me."

Her face was flushed, her hair was a mess, and her clothes were heavily wrinkled.

The private room was in chaos.

Walker Grant just glanced around the room before grabbing her and handing her off to Nathaniel Monroe, who was behind him.

Then, he walked straight in and shut the door to the room.

howls of pain came

as he listened. He said, "It’s been a long time since Walker got this

Reed was terribly dizzy, but she still remembered Owen Sterling was inside. She went forward and pounded

just leave it be. Let

"N-No..."

Reed was afraid Walker Grant would beat up Owen Sterling along with

pleas for mercy in just

surrounded by a violent aura. His sharp eyes were filled with an indescribable emotion, and his breathing

had been beaten

on the floor, apparently still in shock from what

went to

next second, she was swept up into someone’s arms, and he strode out of

"Call the cops."

words, leaving

Chloe Reed even dizzier. She clutched his shirt, closed her

want me to carry

Chloe Reed: "..."

kind of sick joke is

funny at

Chloe Reed fell silent.

large amount of a sedative drug, which needed to be

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