Chapter 151 Kneeling, Screaming, Begging–Casey Loses It
The wealthy socialites who’d tormented Lauren were utterly humiliated. Their hands were wrecked beyond repair, and no powerful family would ever accept someone like that as their lady of the house. Their lives were basically over…
A tense, heavy silence pressed down on the banquet hall like a thick fog
Willow and Kenneth had seen just how ruthless Felix really was. Fear gripped them so tightly they didn’t even dare to exhale, doing everything they could to make themselves invisible, like moving an inch would get them punished next.
Felix slowly turned to Casey, his tone cold and merciless. “You’re up.”
Casey’s legs gave out and she collapsed straight to her knees at Felix’s feet. Her knees slammed against the floor with a deep thud that echoed like a blow to everyone’s heart.
“Mr. Brooker, please, I’m begging you. I was wrong… I swear!” Her voice had twisted into a sobbing mess, every word scratched out from her throat like it was tearing her apart from the inside.
It was all fear and desperation.
Tears spilled down her face without control, carving through the expensive makeup she’d so carefully applied, leaving it smeared and ruined.
Gone was any trace of the pride or swagger she usually carried. She looked like a hunted animal, backed into a corner and trembling with panic,
She kept slamming her head into the cold floor again and again. The dull bang of her forehead hitting the ground filled the
room.
It didn’t take long before her skin started to swell and turn red. Tiny red veins burst beneath the surface, and soon blood welled up, gathering into dark drops that slid down her cheeks.
Everyone watching was frozen, stunned silent by the sight
Some couldn’t take it and turned away, unable to keep watching. Others stood there, mouths slightly open, completely shocked
After seeing how harshly Felix had just punished Willow and those four socialites, everyone had a clear picture now–he wasn’t someone to show mercy.
And since Casey had been the one leading the attack on Lauren, no one doubted it–whatever was coming for her next would
be even worse.
Felix stood there like a statue made of ice, not a flicker of emotion on his face. His gaze was cutting and cold. fixed on Casey as she knelt in front of him. There wasn’t the slightest trace of sympathy in his expression
He tilted his chin slightly, his voice quiet but firm as steel when he addressed Josh nearby. Take her to the private room.”
Josh nodded without hesitation and motioned for a few large bodyguards to follow.
With arms like steel clamps, they grabbed Casey by the arms and dragged her away from Felix’s feet without a shred of gentleness.
“No, please! Let me go!” Casey shrieked, thrashing wildly. Her legs kicked out in every direction and her nails scraped against the floor, leaving behind sharp, grating sounds,
Her screams tore through the suffocating stillness of the banquet hall
She’d been married into the Brooker family for over 20 years–she knew exactly what kind of man Felix was.
If he was doing something out in the open, that meant he didn’t care who saw it. But when he did something in private… that was when he got truly vicious. And yet, he never left a trace.
Just like earlier. He wanted those four wealthy women punished, but made their husbands do it instead. Even if the cops showed up, it would just be chalked up to a domestic fight between spouses.
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Chapter 151 Kneeling, Screaming. Begging–Casey Loses it
Felix was cold. Merciless. Smart enough to get his hands dirty without ever leaving blood behind.
He wasn’t just ruthless–he was terrifying
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“Please. I’m begging you, let me go!” Casey screamed, her voice ragged with panic and despair. As they dragged her across the floor, her cries were so chilling they made people’s skin crawl
Kyle saw what was happening and his face turned pale.
He rushed forward. “Felix, no matter what she’s done, Casey is still your stepmother. You can’t do this to her.”
Felix turned his head slowly. His eyes were like knives as they locked onto Kyle. “If you care about her that much, why don’t you take her place?”
His voice felt like it carried the dead of winter, sharp and freezing. Despite the warmth inside the banquet hall, the air turned cold, sending shivers through everyone
Kyle was so stunned he couldn’t speak. His face flushed deep red–from the base of his neck to the top of his head–like a rooster puffed up for a fight.
To be called out like that by his own son, and in front of all these people, made him feel completely disgraced. The fury inside him exploded.
“Felix. I don’t care what you say. I won’t let you lay a finger on her. He stepped forward with force, throwing his arms out and standing tall like a human shield in front of Casey.
A spark of hope flickered in Casey’s eyes. She lunged at Kyle, gripping his arm with everything she had, like he was her last lifeline.
“Kyle, save me!” she sobbed, helpless and terrified
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