Messing With Her? Are You Crazy! novel Chapter 719

Douglas: "..."

Now he really wanted to unleash a string of curses.

Serena was entirely blinded by this man's seductive looks!

Complete and utter madness! She had lost her mind!

Incredibly fragile?! Fragile his ass!

Douglas might live across the globe, but he knew the reputation of the Blackwood heir! That ruthless predator's tactics in the boardroom made his underground mafia ops look like a child's tea party!

Douglas finally let out a dark, incredulous laugh. He shot Nicholas an icy glare, the muscles in his jaw twitching as he forced a smile. "My deepest apologies, you fragile fiancé."

Nicholas deliberately shrank slightly behind Serena, his smile dripping with manipulative sweetness. "It's alright. I know you didn't mean it."

He hooked his pinky around Serena's finger. "Serena, please don't argue with him because of me."

Serena shot him a glance and firmly grabbed his hand. "Enough. Let me put some ointment on that shoulder, then we'll go grab dinner."

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A short while later, they arrived at a high-end Western restaurant, sitting at a table by the window.

Douglas pulled out a chair for Serena, then pulled out the chair directly beside her, intending to sit. But Nicholas smoothly slid into the seat before he could even bend his knees. Nicholas flashed him an infuriatingly innocent smile. "Thank you, Douglas."

Douglas: "..." *Son of a bitch!*

Left with no other option, he was forced to take the seat across from them.

The food arrived quickly. Douglas barely picked up his silverware before he watched Nicholas fastidiously peeling the shell off a shrimp.

He held it up directly to Serena's lips. "My shoulder still hurts a bit from that shove, so I couldn't peel it perfectly. Don't be mad."

The vein in Douglas's temple throbbed violently.

Mr. White?

Serena froze, instantly looking up. The head of the sanitarium? At this hour? Had something happened to her grandparents?

Douglas clearly had the exact same terrifying thought, answering the call immediately. The second he placed the phone to his ear, his face went deathly pale.

He shot up from his seat, the chair screeching violently against the floor. "You wouldn't dare!"

Whoever was on the other end said something chilling, then abruptly hung up.

Douglas's expression was murderously dark, his knuckles turning white as he gripped his phone.

"What's wrong?" Serena asked.

Douglas didn't answer. He stared as the screen lit up again, buzzing with a heavy vibration. Scowling, he placed the phone directly in the center of the table.

Serena watched as an encrypted video file automatically loaded onto the screen.