"All of you, get her and break her hand..."
With this order from the scar-faced man, his underlings immediately rushed at Serena Everett, but the first one didn’t even get a chance to touch her before she kicked him flying.
Hearing his scream, they looked incredulously at the stunningly beautiful girl in front of them, stopping in their tracks, too afraid to move forward.
She seemed so weak and fragile, but who would believe such a delicate girl could kick a grown man three meters away?!
The scar-faced leader was also taken aback, swallowing his fear with an inexplicable sense of dread building inside.
"All of you, go together."
Serena’s cool voice echoed lazily, fighting them one by one was too much of a waste of her time.
"Damn, how dare you look down on us like that!"
Humiliated, the scar-faced man pushed aside his fear, barking orders viciously.
"Go together, make sure to break her hand!"
As they charged at Serena once more, before they could even touch her, they were stopped by a pair of artfully beautiful, defined hands.
A crunching sound was heard; it was the sound of the scar-faced man’s bone breaking.
"Bullying my little one?"
Damian Quinn appeared suddenly, stepping in front of Serena, his handsome and enchanting face full of coldness, emanating an intimidating presence that sent chills down spines.
With his arm being twisted and broken, the scar-faced man nearly fainted from the shock, looking at Damian Quinn with panic.
"Who...who are you? I advise you to keep out of this..."
Hearing this, Damian’s eyes grew even colder, as if he’d heard a joke, a faint smile tugged at his thin lips, with a suffocating sense of oppression emanating from him.
"My little one’s business is my business."
"Not accepting a toast, huh? Then don’t blame us if we have to take care of you too!"
The scar-faced man endured the sharp pain in his arm, his eyes fixating venomously on Damian.
"Brothers, attack together, let’s kill this man!"
He refused to believe that even this man could take on so many of them at once!
Even as the atmosphere grew tense and hostile, Damian still maintained a lazy demeanor. His slender, jade-like hands gently pinched Serena’s cheeks, his deep, magnetic voice softly coaxing her.
"Little one, close your eyes later, don’t watch."
The scene would be a bit bloody later on, and he couldn’t let his little girl be scared.
The scar-faced man pulled out a dagger from his jacket, lunging towards Damian, trying to stab him.
Damian didn’t dodge or blink. Just as the dagger was about to pierce him...
In the next moment, the dagger was already in Damian’s hand, its blade was flipped and stabbed into the scar-faced man’s abdomen, blood splattering everywhere.
With a dismissive click of his tongue, Damian kicked him away, and the scar-faced man crashed heavily on the ground, unable to rise from the pain.
"Cough, cough, cough... how is this possible... how did you grab the dagger from my hand?"
Witnessing this bloody scene, the underlings trembled with fear, none daring to step forward.
This man was simply terrifying...
"Master Damian, let me handle the rest of them." Chase Sherman rushed over, speaking with utmost respect.
Damian lazily responded, only after cleaning his hands with a handkerchief did he stretch out to hold Serena’s hand, his deep, magnetic voice no longer as icy and terrifying as before, returning to its usual warmth and indulgence.
"Little one, come with me."
Serena didn’t shake off his hand, obediently letting him lead her.
Seeing her docile appearance, Damian couldn’t resist teasing her, bending down to draw nearer, his handsome face adorned with a beguiling smile.
"Isn’t my little one going to praise me?"
Seeing his face suddenly so close, Serena’s heart skipped a beat, but she quickly suppressed the inexplicable emotion, offering a perfunctory compliment.
"Heh." Damian’s voice rumbled with a low laugh, then he leaned closer, his enchanting peach blossom eyes fixing directly on her, mesmerizing like a seductive demon, "Is your brother impressive, or is your fiancé impressive?"
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She really didn’t expect him to ask such a question!
"Don’t want to answer?" Damian’s eyes darkened further, an uncontrollable violent emotion surging within him, "My little one, do you really like that fiancé of yours?"
Seeing his dangerous look, Serena defiantly blinked, honestly speaking, "He’s okay."
She didn’t really like him at all...
As soon as Serena finished speaking, the surrounding temperature plummeted, making it feel like she was standing in an icy abyss.
Hearing her words, the violence and jealousy within Damian became entirely uncontrollable, his captivating peach blossom eyes narrowing dangerously, his appearance looked utterly terrifying.
She had never said she liked him, yet she admitted to liking that lousy fiancé of hers!
"Little one, you’re not allowed to like him!"
Hearing his almost teeth-gritting words, Serena’s enchanting fox eyes were filled with mischief, proudly tilting her chin up to face him.
"Are you sure you don’t want me to like him?"
The man’s overpowering and domineering voice resounded, leaving no room for doubt.
Serena gave him a half-smile, her tone tinged with playfulness, "Fine, just don’t regret it later."
Damian’s violent emotion had already subsided, but a trace of confusion flitted across his long, deep peach blossom eyes. What did the little girl mean by that?
Why would he regret it?
Before Damian could ask, Serena had already climbed into the car, showing an "I’m tired, don’t want to talk" expression.
Damian didn’t pursue the matter further, but instead, lovingly took out the milk the little girl liked, inserted a straw, and handed it to her, lowering his voice to coax her.
"Have some milk first, and later I’ll take you somewhere nice to eat."
"How did that bitch Serena Everett get with Master Damian?!"
Cassia Everett had been stealthily following along to witness those thugs harm Serena, but instead, she witnessed this scene.
Recalling how Damian doted on Serena, Cassia was overwhelmed with jealousy, her resentment for Serena growing even stronger.
How could Damian, a cold and ruthless man, treat Serena, a country bumpkin, so well? Could it be that Damian already knew Serena was his fiancée?!
With this thought, Cassia nodded vigorously to herself, assuring herself.
It must be because Damian knew Serena was his fiancée that he treated her, that bitch, this way!
If Serena disappeared, and the engagement between the Everett and Quinn families fell upon her, Damian would surely shower her with the same affection!