The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1185

After realizing what was happening, he struggled violently, bellowing out from his throat.

“You dirty rat!”

“No, no, please…I beg you…”

Behind him, an old woman was on her knees, trembling, clutching at Damon’s pant leg, her wrinkled face wet with tears.

“I beg you, spare my son…please…”

“Mom!!”

The smile on Damon’s face was replaced with a serious expression. He looked down at the old woman on the ground, then glanced up at Nate, who instantly stepped forward to help the old woman up.

“Please, don’t kill my son…I beg you…”

The old woman was dressed in coarse cloth, simple but clean. Her small and frail body, supported by two household guards, seemed incredibly fragile. “I beg you…I’ll bow down to you…please…

The mother’s pleading was filled with despair and helplessness. Even the guards, who considered themselves cold–hearted, couldn’t help but feel a pang of sorrow.

Damon looked at her indifferently, his voice cold. “Do you know why I’m doing this to him?”

The old woman couldn’t understand all this. She just wanted her son to live. “Don’t kill him, please…”

“Because he tried to kill my wife.”

as he calmly speaks. The old woman froze, staring at Damon in

“No…that’s impossible…”

unintentionally

not just my wife, she’s also a daughter.

shifted to the woman next to him, still sensing fear and

me?” Damon said coldly, a smirk playing on his lips. “That’s fine. Because I hate them too… But I can catch them, torture them, even kill them… And you can’t do anything to hurt me, no matter

That was reality.

woman’s eyes flickered, tears streaming down her face as

outside, biting his lip in pain, forcing himself to stay

facing the man again, who was called ‘son‘ by the old woman. “I’m giving you one last

you everything you want to know.” The

just brought them here to

his outburst, Damon sat back down. Just as

abruptly stopped. She turned her head in disbelief to look at her son. He was just speaking, his hands still in chains. But now, his head hung low, lifeless. The bullet had gone

silence

son!” The old woman

he thought too highly of me. I gave him three chances, but he thought

casually put away

eyes wide, staring at her lifeless son, forgetting to breathe. Eventually, Nate lightly tapped the back of her neck, and

the captive’s life right in front

he was terrified of dying in front of his loved ones. Leaving their families

permanent sin, a permanent fear. What cruelty had they inflicted

“What about you?”

man’s death, Damon’s

look at Damon, suddenly realizing that beneath the polished exterior of the well–dressed, seemingly indifferent man,