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.

of pain

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

was inside.

leave it be.

"N-No..."

Grant would beat up Owen

pleas for mercy in just a few short

opened again, Walker Grant was surrounded by a violent aura. His sharp eyes

men had been beaten so badly they couldn’t get

looked just as battered, sitting on the floor, apparently still in shock from what

gaze went to

swept up into

"Call the cops."

two words, leaving

dizzier. She clutched his shirt, closed her eyes, and said with difficulty, "Manager Owen needs to go

want me to carry him

Chloe Reed: "..."

of sick

funny

Chloe Reed fell silent.

she had inhaled a large amount of a

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