The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Before his words fell, Alvin suddenly stood up with a gloomy face and snatched the stick from the butler's hand, striding toward Arnold. "Ugh!"

Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through Arnold's legs. Two bodyguards had appeared behind him, hitting him with a stick and forcing him to kneel!

"You ungrateful brat! You made such a huge mistake, yet you still have the guts to joke around! You still dare to talk back?!"

Alvin widened his bloodshot eyes and swung his arm fiercely. The stick landed hard on Arnold's back, making a sickening thud that frightened the crowd! However, Arnold only groaned once.

The stick hit his back over and over as the two bodyguards held his arms, leaving him defenseless. Arnold was in so much pain that his stomach felt twisted. His vision gradually blurred, and the metallic taste of blood grew stronger in his throat.

But he refused to beg for mercy or lower his head.

The brutal beating made Aaron's heart jump with fear. He turned away, not daring to watch.

"The best do not need teaching; the mediocre need harsh teaching; and someone like you, who is useless and ungrateful, needs to be beaten!"

As Alvin's words fell, he lifted his arm high, then brought it down heavily!

next second, a crisp

a few inches wide had cracked into two

the surrounding crowd was shattered

so pale that it was almost transparent. He felt as

lower lip as blood stained his

"Dad!"

lowering his voice nervously. "After this beating, you've vented your anger, and Arnold has received his lesson. Let's talk. If you continue beating him, it won't end

was not concerned

this to protect his father's

the stick slipping from his grasp. His palm was swollen and red. He was trembling slightly as he exerted too much

pressed against the ground, and he lowered his head, hiding his expression but laughing mockingly. "How lame. Is it over already? Dad, you're really

"Bastard!"

on his forehead. He threw the stick away with all his strength. "Even until now, you

Arnold gritted his