Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen) novel Chapter 1535

Santiago stood behind Jepherson. The very sight of Flynt ticked him off.

Jepherson walked up to Flynt and stood in the courtyard, observing the place. He said with his hands clasped behind his back, "This place is nice. There are a lot of people who would love to have a place like this to recuperate."

At that time, Flynt's subordinates emerged from the house. Flynt glanced at the closed courtyard door and looked towards Jepherson. "You guys have gone too far. I didn't offend you guys in any way. That day, I just so happened to pass by the hospital. I stayed back with Raeleigh to give a deposition. We sat and talked for a bit. Then, your brother just came up to me and punched me. He even pushed Raeleigh. Why don't you ask your brother what happened? Why did you have to come here to look for me?"

Jepherson laughed, amused. "Your showing up is what really strikes me as odd. Flynt, do you want to know where I threw your arm after I got my subordinates to hack it off?"

Flynt's face darkened. "What?"

Jepherson smiled. "I brought it to the dog pound and fed it to the dogs." "You!" Flynt's face turned pale as his single hand balled into a fist.

Jepherson's eyes were full of contempt and arrogance.

"What?" Jepherson lowered his head slightly and walked up to Flynt. He stopped and said, "You have two choices today. You can either kneel down and apologise to Santiago, or I'm going to cut off your other arm."

Flynt's face turned pale as he subconsciously stumbled backwards. "Jepherson, you and I might not see eye to eye, but you've gone too far this time. God will punish you for oppressing others. Aren't you afraid of retribution?"

"Why do you care? You hired someone to assassinate Raeleigh. You frightened her and you even caused her to misunderstand Santiago. My brother's not happy about it. If you want to keep your arm, then you ought to kneel down and apologise. Then, I'll let the matter go. Well, if you want to show off your guts, give me your limb and I won't go to the Moore Family."

You'll be able to live a better life in that case.

Everything that you have is given by your parents. I'm sorry that I did not ask your mother for permission to take your arm. If I take your other arm this time, I'm not sure how you're going to explain it to her.

But you brought this all on yourself. If you did not provoke me, I wouldn't have come for you.

If there really has to be a winner in this situation, I'll be the one to come out on top."

Flynt gritted his teeth. "You want my other hand? You want me to kneel down and apologise? Over my dead body!"

"Alright, then. I'll do it myself."

Jepherson stretched his right hand out towards Flynt's only arm. Flynt managed to dodge, but his coat fell to the ground, exposing his only arm.

The corners of Jepherson's mouth curled up. "Wow, I'm surprised you managed to avoid that. You seem like you're in good shape. What were you doing at the hospital? How could you just so happen to be there when Raeleigh arrived? It seems a little too coincidental, don't you think?"

While speaking, Jepherson slowly approached Flynt. Flynt turned around and picked up a machete from the ground. The machete was very sharp as it was used for harvesting.

Santiago raised an eyebrow. "Is he going to kill you?"

"I'm sure he's been waiting for a long time to do this. Just watch," Jepherson said as he slowly approached Flynt. Although Flynt only had one arm, he could still slash the machete wildly. Most people would not dare to approach him. However, Jepherson was fearless. He walked up to him calmly while dodging the machete's strikes. Soon, Jepherson managed to grab Flynt's wrist and tapped him with one hand. The machete immediately dropped onto the ground.

Jepherson turned around and elbowed Flynt's stomach. Flynt retreated and bumped into the wall.

Jepherson glanced at Flynt before using his foot to tap the hilt of the machete. The machete flew straight up from the ground and into Jepherson's hand. Flynt, behind him, intended to pounce on him and snatch the machete away. Unfortunately, he was not as nimble as Jepherson. Jepherson held the machete in one hand, turned around, and grabbed Flynt's wrist with the other.

Just as Jepherson was about to bring the machete down, Flynt shouted, "Fine, I'll kneel!"

The machete landed on Flynt's shirt instead. The shirt was slashed apart, proving just how sharp the machete was.