Chapter 189: Changing Tastes

"Get lost! We're here for Jared. Leave now, or you'll die!" Sandy roared at Maria.

As Sandy spoke, several more vans arrived behind the Porsche, disgorging dozens of men armed with knives. They advanced menacingly.

Fear washed over Maria, leaving her momentarily paralyzed.

"Maria, you should go," Jared suggested, exiting the car.

She glanced at him, wanting to speak, but the sight of the knife-wielding men terrified her. She scrambled into her car and sped away.

"Jared, you're quite the ladies' man, huh? Dumped by Josephine, and immediately you find another rich girl. She's not exactly young, but she's driving a BMW. Impressive family, I presume? Who is she?" Leyton asked, a mocking smile playing on his lips.

"Envious? Want to try something new?" Jared countered, smiling. "You really should. It's rather inappropriate for the heir of the Scott family to keep scavenging leftovers."

Leyton's face darkened. He'd always harbored resentment over this. Despite Sandy's repeated assurances that she'd never slept with Jared while they were dating, Leyton remained tormented by the suspicion. If he hadn't genuinely cared for Sandy, if marriage hadn't been a consideration, he would have left her long ago.

"Jared, look at yourself! Do you have any self-awareness? How could I possibly sleep with you? You think too highly of yourself. I'm disgusted by you…" Sandy raged, her insults flying. It was clear he was trying to drive a wedge between her and Leyton.

"Jared, there's no need to meddle in our relationship. I trust Sandy never slept with you. Besides, look at yourself! You're probably impotent, right? Otherwise, Sandy wouldn't have dumped you. If you were any good, you wouldn't be in this miserable state…"

Leyton's jaw clenched. He pretended indifference, but the doubt gnawed at him.

"You don't know which of us is better in bed? Haven't you discovered that recently?" Jared smirked coldly.

Since his release from prison, Jared had crippled Leyton. The man was now, to all intents and purposes, impotent. [The sentence referencing Findnovel.net has been removed as it is an advertisement.]

Leyton's face flushed. He'd been undergoing physical therapy. Logically, a broken arm shouldn't affect his sexual function. Yet, during intimacy with Sandy, he experienced no response, even after disrobing.

He initially attributed it to his injury, but Jared's words sent a jolt through him.

"Ley, ignore Jared's nonsense. I know perfectly well if you're capable or not! You're the best! Don't waste time with him. Just kill him and throw him in the river," Sandy urged.

Leyton nodded, his threat sharp. "This time next year will be your death anniversary. You'll learn what it means to offend me!"

He gestured to his men. "Attack! Cut him to pieces and throw him in the river."

The dozens of men lunged at Jared, knives raised.

"The Crimson Dragon Gang?" Jared asked, a cold smirk playing on his lips as he surveyed his attackers.