Theo gave Keith a look, who then took the hint and grabbed a chair over. Theo helped me to the chair. He then leaned down and kissed my forehead. He moved closer to my ear and said, "Close your eyes if you're afraid to look."
I nodded.
Theo looked at Stan, his tender gaze abruptly turning cold. His voice was so cold that it was as if it was pure ice. "Are you going to give us an honest account yourself or am I going to have someone force you?"
Stan had already been bashed up on his way here, hence his face was bruised and swollen. His dashing and charming appearance was gone.
He looked at Theo and sneered, not even the slightest bit afraid. "What can you possibly do to me?"
Theo pursed his lips, his dark eyes tinged with cold ice. He abruptly lifted his leg and kicked Stan in the chest. Stan fell backward and started coughing violently.
"Why don’t you try and see what I can possibly do to you? TH make sure you feel what it's like to be living in hell," Theo said with a face full of mockery.
Stan was still pretty hard-headed, saying, "Kill me if
you can."
Keith saw what was happening and was furious, kicking Stan in the stomach. "I don't believe I can't make you talk."
Having said that, he raised his chin at the bodyguard standing beside him.
The bodyguard took the hint and walked over to punch and kick Stan till he was half dead. Theo raised his hand and motioned him to stop.
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