The Enticing CEO's Chosen Bride novel Chapter 870

As soon as she entered the living room, Elsa saw her father standing in the center, and tears immediately welled up in her eyes. She threw herself into Grayson's arms.

"Daddy…"

Grayson was instantly filled with his little girl's embrace.

He initially noticed Elsa’s swollen face. His heart ached so much that he actually forgot about Damon standing next to him, all ready to reprimand his daughter.

"What's wrong, sweetheart? What happened to your face?"

Elsa felt terribly wronged. While wiping her tears, she spoke.

"Daddy, I met a lunatic today! That guy was actually trying to seduce Felix..."

A chill ran down Damon's spine.

Great!

Just great!

He hadn't even started to scold her, yet she showed no remorse.

The cold atmosphere around him made Grayson snap back to reality, and Elsa also felt that something was off. She looked up to see Damon's handsome yet gloomy face.

She immediately sensed danger and instinctively turned to run upstairs!

"Mr. Harper...Elsa is still young and naive, please forgive her this time...Mr. Harper..."

Grayson's anxious voice came from behind, but Elsa was abruptly grabbed by the shoulder as soon as she took the first step on the stairs. Then a strong force swept between her legs, accompanied by the sound of bones breaking!

An intense pain spread across her body, turning Elsa’s face pale. She was in so much pain that she wanted to scream!

The hand on her shoulder exerted another force, and her body was forcibly turned 180 degrees.

Just as she turned to face Damon, two heavy slaps landed on Elsa’s face.

"Slap--"

"Slap--"

Two slaps delivered swiftly and powerfully.

Elsa could only smell the cold scent on the man, overwhelmed by his terrifying aura.

Before she even had the chance to scream, she was knocked out by the two slaps.

Damon let go of her shoulder, throwing her onto the stairs like a piece of trash.

.

Elsa, who had just passed out, was in so much pain that she groggily opened her eyes, but only a slit.

Damon took two steps back, took a handkerchief from his suit pocket, and wiped his hands with disgust.

Everything was smooth, no extra moves, even the action of knocking someone out and throwing them onto the stairs was like a practiced move, without any hesitation.

Everything happened so fast that everyone hadn't reacted yet, and it was already over.

There was no chance to stop it.

It wasn't until Damon had been wiping his hands for a while that everyone finally reacted.

Grayson looked at his daughter lying there, barely breathing, his heart aching.

"Elsa!"

He cried out in agony, rushed up and held Elsa in his arms.

"It hurts..."

Elsa’s face was badly beaten, every word she spoke would strain her facial muscles and wounds, and a pool of bright red blood rushed out of her mouth the moment she opened it.