Chapter 11
This time, Mia didn’t say anything. She led Patricia away.
Dominic watched them leave, and then he turned back to face Bob and Mary. His expression immediately
went from gentle to frosty. It’d been years since he’d personally dealt with these things, but he couldn’t sit this
one out.
How dared Bob and Mary abuse Mia! They had death wishes!,
The bodyguards circled them, stopping the onlookers from seeing what was happening.
Dominic looked at Bob and Mary with contempt, a hint of murderous intent evident in his eyes. “You threw her
in the cellar and starved her?”
“T-That was because we didn’t have enough room at home. The cellar was actually very warm.”
“Yes, yes! We were living poorly at the time. We didn’t even have enough food to put on the table!”
Dominic didn’t buy their excuses. He didn’t bat an eye as he made his move.
Soon, Bob and Mary couldn’t even say a word. They’d lost a few teeth, and their faces were covered in blood.
They were now filled with regret. Dominic looked too menacing to be a regular Richie Rich. He was more like a
member of the mafia!
Dominic flexed his wrists, saying icily, “Take them away. I don’t want Mia to see them.”
What if the sight of their bloodied faces were to scare his gentle, timid sister? How would he, as her older
brother, keep up his kind, righteous, and nice image?
He turned to walk to the restaurant. When he saw Mia, his expression became gentle again. “You can order anything you want.”
Mia glanced in the direction of the lobby. Mary and Bob were long gone. She asked in surprise, “Where are
they?”
“I had a nice chat with them and managed to talk some sense into them. I’m guessing they left because they felt ashamed,” Dominic answered.
A trace of confusion flickered past Mia’s eyes. Were Mary and Bob that easy to convince?
Dominic grabbed a napkin to sneakily wipe a trace of blood on his fingers away. “If they come and bother you
again, you can call me.”
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