I never imagined that even though Kylie and I were never officially divorced, she had already married someone else and had a child with him.
Even more shocking, their child was humiliating my daughter like this.
Kylie, even if your heart changed, how could you let Ariana suffer like this?
“You…you dare smash my plane?”
The little boy stood frozen for a moment, then his face twisted into something far too vicious for his age.
“Uncle Tanner, I want him to pay for that plane with his life!”
“Kid, it looks like you’re not dying fast enough! You dared to offend the young master?”
He turned and bellowed, “Security! What are you standing around for? Didn’t you see the young master getting bullied? Are you all dead?!”
The guards hiding in the shadows glanced at one another, then slowly moved in, forming a circle around me.
“Beat him. Beat him hard! If he dies, I’ll take the blame!”
Tanner barked the command.
I managed to fend off two of them, but a heavy club slammed into my back, sending me crashing to the ground.
In the next second, they swarmed in, fists, boots, and batons raining down on me without pause.
No one around dared to step in.
All they did was shake their heads and sigh.