The Enticing CEO's Chosen Bride novel Chapter 1185

After realizing what was happening, he struggled violently, bellowing out from his throat.

"You dirty rat!"

"No, no, please...I beg you..."

Behind him, an old woman was on her knees, trembling, clutching at Damon's pant leg, her wrinkled face wet with tears.

"I beg you, spare my son...please..."

"Mom!!"

The smile on Damon's face was replaced with a serious expression. He looked down at the old woman on the ground, then glanced up at Nate, who instantly stepped forward to help the old woman up.

"Please, don't kill my son...I beg you..."

The old woman was dressed in coarse cloth, simple but clean. Her small and frail body, supported by two household guards, seemed incredibly fragile.

"I beg you...I'll bow down to you...please..."

The mother's pleading was filled with despair and helplessness. Even the guards, who considered themselves cold-hearted, couldn’t help but feel a pang of sorrow.

Damon looked at her indifferently, his voice cold. "Do you know why I'm doing this to him?"

The old woman couldn’t understand all this. She just wanted her son to live. "Don't kill him, please..."

"Because he tried to kill my wife."

Damon's cold eyes quietly fixed on her as he calmly speaks. The old woman froze, staring at Damon in disbelief.

"No...that's impossible..."

Until now, she thought that her son had unintentionally offended some noble, and that was why...

"She's not just my wife, she's also a daughter. Do you understand?"

Damon's gaze shifted to the woman next to him, still sensing fear and hatred in her eyes.

"Do you hate me?" Damon said coldly, a smirk playing on his lips. "That's fine. Because I hate them too... But I can catch them, torture them, even kill them... And you can't do anything to hurt me, no matter how much you hate me."

That was reality.

The young woman's eyes flickered, tears streaming down her face as she collapsed onto the ground, crying in agony. "You bastard!"

The man in the cage watched the sobbing woman outside, biting his lip in pain, forcing himself to stay silent.

Damon slowly turned around, facing the man again, who was called 'son' by the old woman. "I'm giving you one last chance. Speak, or there will be consequences."

"He'll speak! He’ll tell you everything you want to know." The old woman immediately cried out.

The man's eyes were bloodshot, filled with hatred. "You wish! You just brought them here to force us to talk, right? You're really underestimating us! I won't say anything. Just kill me!"

During his outburst, Damon sat back down. Just as the man's shout faded, "Bang—" A gunshot rang out.