Chapter 4

The next day, as I walked out of my apartment complex, I was blindfolded and forced into a car.

Inside a warehouse, Damon Blackwood stood, his face contorted in anger, and brutally slammed a baseball bat onto my leg.

I crumpled to the ground in pain, cold sweat pouring down my face.

“I knew you had ill intentions, coming into this company just to get to Seraphina!”

“My woman, Seraphina Thorne, isn’t someone a pathetic nobody like you can covet! If you want a sugar mama, you’ve picked the wrong one! Today, I’m going to teach you what happens when you cross me!”

I desperately dodged his blows, trying to explain:

“Mr. Blackwood, I don’t understand what you’re talking about. I’m just a common employee; why are you targeting me like this?”

“Targeting?”

Damon, panting, handed the bat to one of his goons. He grabbed my face, pinching it.

“What makes you think you’re worthy of being targeted by me?”

“I don’t care what your intentions are. From today onwards, don’t let me see you anywhere near Seraphina. Otherwise… I doubt you can handle the consequences.”

Seeing Damon about to leave, I immediately shouted:

“Mr. Blackwood, kidnapping me off the street and assaulting me like this—aren’t you worried about bringing trouble to Ms. Thorne? She’s already exhausted with company matters lately. If you can’t ease her burden, at least don’t add to her problems!”

As soon as I said that, Damon’s face erupted in fury.

“You little punk, taking advantage of my kindness, are you?!”

He immediately ignored his bodyguards’ attempts to restrain him and lunged, swinging the bat at me.

A dozen bodyguards tried to hold Damon back, but he charged at me like an enraged bull.

“What do you mean? What right do you have to say such things? You’re nothing but a low-life trash with no power or influence! I can snap my fingers and make sure you can’t survive in this city, and you dare lecture me?!”

“Let me tell you, Seraphina is mine, always mine! You want to cling to her for money? Dream on!”

I looked at him with disdain, but my words were cautious:

“Mr. Blackwood, you’ve misunderstood me. I don’t mean that at all.”

“I just want to work steadily and honestly. You’re overthinking things.”

“Don’t look at me with that disgusting expression! What do you think you are?”

Damon, seething with anger, threw the bat directly at my head.

Seeing me fall to the ground from the impact, he shoved aside the bodyguards in front of him.

He stomped on my face, his eyes wild with madness.

“Go to work, fine, but why are you always parading around Seraphina? Huh? Dressed so handsomely, what, you think that’ll make Seraphina give you another glance? Let me tell you, you’re delusional!”

“You look down on me? How dare you look down on me? I’m a Blackwood heir, a voice of authority in this city! How dare you look at me like that? I think you’re tired of living. I should gouge out your eyes!”

My head spun, and my stomach churned with nausea.

“Mr. Blackwood, you’ve truly misunderstood. I wouldn't dare harbor any feelings for Ms. Thorne.”

Seeing that I still dared to argue, Damon let out a furious laugh.

He grabbed my hair, forcing my head up to look at him, and grinned maliciously:

“You’ve got a tough mouth. Let’s see if your bones are as tough as your words.”

Then he disgustedly released my hair, and I collapsed weakly to the ground.

Soon, a pool of fresh blood surrounded me.

Damon’s cold words echoed above my head.

“You, beat him to within an inch of his life, until he admits his mistake.”

“If he dies, it’s on me. I want to see if you still have the guts to seduce Seraphina.”

The moment he finished speaking, the bodyguards rushed forward, kicking and punching me.

I could only cover my head, begging for mercy.

“Mr. Blackwood, please, it really wasn’t me…”

“Mr. Blackwood, you’ve misunderstood…”

Some bodyguards, unable to bear the sight, were about to say something, but they recoiled after seeing Damon’s obsessive glare.

Just as I thought I might actually die there, a cool female voice brought an end to the brutal scene.

“Stop!”

Accompanied by dazzling white light, Seraphina Thorne, in high heels, walked directly towards Damon.

“Ms. Thorne…”

Though I said nothing, anyone with eyes could see my wretched state.

Seraphina swept her gaze around with an icy expression, and the assistant behind her immediately stepped aside to call a private doctor.

Before Damon could speak, Seraphina opened her mouth, her voice filled with displeasure:

“Damon, have you made enough of a scene? Didn’t I explain things to you clearly before? Why did you still let your men act so cruelly?”

“Are you doubting him, or are you doubting me?”

Damon froze completely when he heard Seraphina’s cold voice.

He awkwardly dropped the bat to the side, making a dull thud. Then, he whined, grabbing Seraphina’s hand and shaking it:

“Seraphina, I didn’t mean to doubt you… I just wanted to warn him. I didn’t expect my men to hit him so hard. I’ll go teach them a lesson, alright? I’m sorry, I was wrong.”

“But I was just too worried about you, too nervous. I promise I won’t do this again. Please don’t be angry with me, and don’t ignore me. I only have you.”

Hearing his words, the coldness on Seraphina’s face instantly dissipated.

She said nothing more, only instructing someone to take Damon away.

She silently watched me, covered in wounds, then coldly told the assistant next to her:

“Handle this. When he recovers, have him come to my office.”

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