The Wolf’s Bride by Coffee’s Tea

Chapter 42

Everyone turned around and saw Fatty Frank standing up.

As though Angel saw a beacon of hope, she screamed, “Fatty Frank, save me!”

“What are you going to do about, Fatso?!” Lothar linked his fingers and cracked them. The loud pops from the joints of his fingers made Fatty Frank flinch.

“Lothar, let’s talk.” Fatty Frank bit the bullet and decided to negotiate with the man. He went up to him with a flattering expression and said, “We are all from New Moon Corporation. We can pay…”

“What if I don’t want your money? I just want her today,” Lothar said.

Fatty Frank’s expression turned bitter. “Lothar, please…”

Thud!

Lothar landed a kick on Fatty Frank’s stomach.

Fatty Frank’s 100-kilogram body was kicked away like a ragdoll, crashing onto the table. The seemingly sturdy table broke into pieces upon impact.

Fatty Frank struggled to get up while he coughed blood out of his mouth.

Had Fatty Frank been any thinner, bleeding would have been the tip

blood off his lips and coughed fiercely. “If you just let Angel go, you can beat me up however

Thud!

Fatty

Thud! Thud! Thud!

many times Lothar kicked and punched him,

his burning knuckles and bellowed, “You piece of

grabbed the wooden chair from the side and was about to

in the room spoke, “Are you

He turned around to look around and

corner. Had he not paid attention, he would never have noticed the man

It was Andrius.

squinted. Although he could not see Andrius’ face, he

behind Lothar immediately went up to Andrius and made an attempt to grab his

him, Andrius’ swift hands reached

Crack!

a strong grip, the man’s arm was twisted in a freaky

“Argghhh!”