Chapter 324: Chapter 324

Never seen anyone boasting about their sister like that!

Listening to Ian Everett’s unbelievably arrogant words, Mr. Goldsmith’s mouth twitched uncontrollably, and he looked at him as if he were an idiot.

After all, he’s just a minor celebrity. What big shot could his sister possibly be?

"Rivenne is my turf. You better behave and obey me!" Mr. Goldsmith’s gaze toward him became even more lecherous, "If you make me happy, I won’t hold it against you for splitting my head open!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mr. Goldsmith sleazily approached Ian Everett, who was tightly bound by his hands.

"Damn it, disgusting old bastard, go to hell!"

Ian Everett’s hands were bound tight to the chair, unable to move, but his feet weren’t tied. He seized the moment and, as Mr. Goldsmith approached, kicked hard at his crotch.

Mr. Goldsmith instantly let out a miserable cry, clutching his lower body with a very ugly expression.

"You ungrateful brat, I’m going to teach you a good lesson today!"

Just as Mr. Goldsmith, with a sinister expression, was about to pounce on Ian Everett, there was a "bang" as the door was violently kicked open.

The sudden loud noise startled Mr. Goldsmith, who, ashamed and furious, yelled, "Who? Which blind fool dares to interrupt my business..."

Before he could finish his words, a group of armed people in black barged in with an extremely arrogant attitude, clearly not taking Mr. Goldsmith seriously at all.

They were people from The Netherworld Syndicate!!!

Recognizing the symbol on their clothes, Mr. Goldsmith’s face instantly changed with fear, his legs trembling uncontrollably.

Why are these harbingers of doom here?!

"I’m the one who interrupted your business, what do you want to do?"

The newcomer wore a sleek black attire and had sharp short hair with a face so beautiful it was hard to tell gender, but the tone was outrageously arrogant.

Ian Everett was taken aback, surprised that a man could be so beautiful!

"Why didn’t you tell me you were coming, I’m sorry for not giving you a proper welcome!"

Mr. Goldsmith immediately switched to a flattering and ingratiating smile, sensing the newcomer’s gaze continuously falling on the tightly bound Ian Everett, he immediately understood.

Although somewhat reluctant in his heart, for the sake of survival, he flattered at once.

"If you’re interested in him, I’ll give him to you. I haven’t touched him yet, I guarantee he’s clean... Ah..."

Before Mr. Goldsmith could finish his flattering words, he received a heavy kick in the chest, sending him flying like a kite with a broken string. Nᴇw novel chapters are publɪshed on nοvelfire.net

"You think you can touch what’s mine?" Claire Keaton looked down at him, coldly glancing, "Consider yourself lucky you didn’t touch him, or today would be your last."

Mr. Goldsmith’s fat body trembled violently in fear, and he immediately kneeled and kowtowed, "I was wrong, I was wrong, I didn’t recognize someone I shouldn’t have offended, please spare me this time!"

Claire Keaton didn’t bother to give him another look, instructing the subordinates behind her, "Take him away and handle it."

Claire Keaton’s gaze fell again on the tightly bound Ian Everett, "Not bad looking, no wonder that pighead Mr. Goldsmith took a fancy to you and wanted to forcefully take you!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, on closer inspection, your brows and eyes have a bit of resemblance to my darling, take him back." Claire Keaton glanced him up and down lazily, commenting.

The group of burly men in black immediately responded respectfully.

"Who the hell are you?" Ian Everett was outraged, "Where are you taking me? I’ll tell you, my sister is..."

Ignoring Ian Everett’s shouting, Claire Keaton took out her phone and sent a message to Serena Everett, a smile spreading across her face.

"Darling, I’ve done what you asked. The person has been found and he’s safe."

Serena Everett received his message and was instantly relieved, a gentle smile curved her rosy, dewy lips as her slender fingers typed a reply.

"Okay, I’m almost at Rivenne too."

The reply from the opposite side came swiftly.

"Okay darling, I’ll come to pick you up!"

Damian Quinn’s alluring eyes narrowed dangerously, feeling those three words were exceedingly annoying.

His girl had a distant demeanor, indifferent to everything except her family and friends, naturally exuding an air of detachment, yet this person was so intimate with her without rejection...

Damian Quinn gritted his back molars, pulling the girl into his embrace, his heart almost overflowing with jealousy.

"Darling... such an intimate address."

Serena Everett lazily leaned against the man’s overly large embrace, busy replying to Claire Keaton’s message, without noticing his unusual mood, answered him with a perfunctory ’mm’.

Damian Quinn’s expression darkened a few shades, his handsome face now frost-covered all over, really, he wanted to see which wild man dared to call his girl, darling!

Half an hour later, the car arrived smoothly at Rivenne.

Claire Keaton had been waiting here early to see Serena Everett first thing.

The car door opened, and Serena Everett stepped out on those long, straight legs.

Seeing Serena Everett, Ian Everett rushed towards her as if seeing a savior, but Claire Keaton was faster than him.

"Darling, long time no see, I missed you so much!"

Claire Keaton, with a beaming smile, rushed toward Serena Everett, hugged her tightly, and peppered her exquisite porcelain white face with kisses.

Already displeased by his use of "darling", Damian Quinn watched him kiss his girl and his long, narrow deep eyes immediately filled with intense hostility, a murderous aura surged around him.

"Damn!" Ian Everett, shocked, blurted out an expletive, then furiously shouted, "Who the hell allowed you to kiss my sister!!"

"So what if I kissed her?" With that, Claire Keaton turned and kissed the girl’s face a few more times, full of defiance.

"You’re looking for death!"

Damian Quinn’s demeanor turned even more vicious, looking at Claire Keaton as though he were a dead man, his move was so fast it was nearly impossible to see, Claire Keaton was too late to dodge, on the verge of getting hurt...

Serena Everett frowned, gently calling out.

Hearing the girl’s soft call, the angry man forcibly withdrew his hand, yet the savagery in his eyes had not dissipated, still looking formidable.

"Serena, you’re defending him?"

Damian Quinn’s bewitching eyes were terrifyingly dark at this moment, his temples pulsing, rarely losing his composure .

Claire Keaton wrapped around Serena Everett’s slender waist, sizing up Damian Quinn, his tone even more provocative.

"Who else would my darling defend if not me?"