Chapter 1460

Andrew growled, “These two slaps are from me as your godfather, teaching my dumbass godson a lesson!”

He slapped Quinton twice again, hissing, “These next two are on behalf of Kevin, your father. You little bastard, how dare you go around stirring up trouble under his name!”

Two slaps echoed again. “These are for giving you a wake-up call. You had the audacity to cause a scene on Chamber turf and ignore your own godfather–me, the chairman. Clearly, your thick skin’s been itching for some discipline!

“And these last three? That’s just me being annoyed by your stupid face. Let that sink in—don’t you dare try this again!”

Andrew finally withdrew his hand, expression flat and emotionless.

Quinton’s face had puffed up like a grotesque balloon, so swollen and disfigured that he was unrecognizable.

“Andrew, you son of a… You piece of…” he cried out.

Quinton lifted a trembling hand to point at Andrew, clearly wanting to bark out some kind of threat. However, he had been beaten so thoroughly that he could not even muster the energy to finish.

The once-proud heir of the Wrights was reduced to sobbing and howling like a kid who had just been spanked.

A full-grown man, a supposed elite. Yet, Andrew’s slaps had literally made him cry.

Even Christina and Leroy looked too stunned to believe it.

Rachel and Lauren were equally speechless.

“Quinton, what’s wrong? Are you crying because you’re moved that Mr. Lloyd finally taught you some manners?”

Rachel sneered coldly. She was not about to let a moment like this slip–there was nothing quite like kicking someone when they were already drowning in shame.

Quinton roared, “Andrew! One day, I will kill you!”

With teary eyes, he turned to storm out the door.

Andrew said coldly, “You’re welcome to leave. But since you trashed this place, you’re covering all the damages. Also, I hear you assaulted our employees. Medical bills, emotional distress–none of that comes cheap.”

Quinton was seething, but he did not dare say a word. He pulled out his wallet and left a fat stack of cash behind.

Andrew gave him a cold glance. “You really think that’s enough? Rachel, bring him the payment code. 20 million–not a cent less. If he shortchanges us, I’ll take one of his legs.”

Rachel’s jaw dropped a little, impressed at how Andrew really knew how to name his price. “Of course—Quinton, time to pay up.”

20 million it is.

She grabbed the shop’s bank account details and held them out to him with a mocking grin.

Quinton’s eyes blazed. “20 million? Andrew, why don’t you just go out and rob someone?”

Andrew sneered. “Isn’t that exactly what I’m doing? You pay, and you get to walk. You don’t, and I’ll beat you half to death and drag your ass back to the Wrights myself. Then, I’ll collect from your daddy.”

Quinton was so humiliated that he wanted to explode. He had thought he was fighting a man, but it had felt more like being mauled by a full-grown lion.

It was the first time he had gone head-to-head with Andrew, utterly breaking his spirit. He knew now, even in martial arts, he was not in the same league as Andrew.

“Fine! You want it, take it—I’ll pay every damn cent! But this isn’t over, Andrew! The humiliation you’ve given me—I’ll return it one day!”

In the end, Quinton made the full transfer of 20 million and bolted from the place like his life depended on it. But for the first time, along with the hatred he held for Andrew, there was also a new emotion–fear.

Lauren walked over to Christina and gently helped her up. “Ms. Stevens, your injuries are pretty serious. And your brother… he needs a trip to the hospital immediately.”

Leroy had already slipped into unconsciousness. Seeing him like that, Christina burst into tears, panic and despair written all over her face.

“Ms. Rhodes, I don’t have a car, and I don’t… I don’t even have money for the hospital. Leroy–he… please, I’m begging you, please help me!”

Tears streamed down her swollen face as she dropped to her knees, clutching at Lauren’s hand and looking up desperately.

Lauren let out a quiet sigh and turned to glance at Andrew. However, his face remained cold and unreadable.

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