Leon Sterling viciously punched him in the face several times, his expression thunderous. He had just arrived to see this man chasing his wife.
He bolted out of the car before it was even fully parked, but he was still a step too slow. Jasper Fletcher had already hurt his wife.
Jasper Fletcher scrambled up from the ground, clutching his face. He glared at Leon Sterling through swollen eyes, barely able to get the threat out. "You... You just... you wait!"
"I... I won’t let you get away with this!"
Seeing him like this, Leon Sterling was still not satisfied. He lifted his foot and kicked him squarely in the abdomen.
Crystal Lambert, who had just gotten out of the car, saw her man beaten to a pulp. She shrieked, rushed over to help Jasper Fletcher up, and fixed her eyes on Leon Sterling, screaming, "How dare you hit my man? Do you have a death wish?"
Leon Sterling merely looked at her, his eyes cold and indifferent.
Evelyn Kendrick, who had rushed down after hearing what was happening, took in the scene. She then noticed Hazel Sinclair standing to the side, covered in scrapes.
Her gaze fell on the battered Jasper Fletcher, and her expression instantly turned to ice.
When Crystal Lambert saw her, she immediately pointed a finger at Evelyn Kendrick and started screaming abuse. "You bitch! It’s all your fault Mr. Fletcher’s company is in trouble! If it wasn’t for you, Mr. Fletcher wouldn’t be so stressed out!"
"You bitch, you worthless woman! Why didn’t you just obediently hand over the company to Mr. Fletcher?"
"It’s all your fault, you fucking bitch."
"No one could ever like a domineering, conniving woman like you."
Hearing Crystal Lambert’s tirade, a question mark seemed to hover over Hazel’s head.
’Is this woman for real?’
’What does she mean, "obediently hand over the company to Jasper Fletcher"? Has she been eating paint chips or something? Is she hallucinating?’
’Hyperion is the culmination of Evelyn Kendrick’s parents’ life’s work. She’s supposed to just hand it over for nothing?’
’Did a donkey kick her in the head?’
"A handful of sticky rice won’t be enough to solve this," Hazel muttered to herself. "I think we’re going to need a Peach Wood Sword."
Jasper Fletcher glared at her, and fury flared up in him again. He pushed himself out of Crystal Lambert’s arms, stormed up to Evelyn Kendrick, and yelled, "You bitch! My company is in this mess—are you behind this!"
He was shouting so frantically and in so much pain that his words slurred, and a spray of saliva and blood hit Evelyn Kendrick.
"You bitch, I’ll kill you!" Jasper Fletcher lost it completely and lunged, trying to grab Evelyn Kendrick by the throat.
But before he could even touch Evelyn, she slapped him hard across the face. Seeing this, Crystal Lambert rushed forward, with no regard for her pregnancy, and screamed, "Are you crazy? What gives you the right to hit him?"
"You’re his fiancée, why are you hitting him?"
No sooner had Crystal Lambert finished speaking than Evelyn Kendrick raised a hand and slapped her squarely across the face.
’I’ve been too polite. I let these people think I was a pushover.’
’You can’t be nice when you’re dealing with vermin like this.’
Hazel watched the two of them and sighed. ’A Peach Wood Sword won’t cut it. I should probably call a Daoist to come exorcise them.’
Leon Sterling walked up to her, his eyes fixed on her injuries. "Are you all right?" he asked, his voice tight with worry.
"I’m taking you to a doctor," Leon Sterling said, taking her by the wrist to lead her away.
But Hazel just wanted to watch the show. She was curious to see how Evelyn Kendrick would handle these two brain-damaged individuals.
"Leon Sterling, are some rich people just complete idiots?" Hazel asked quietly, poking his arm as she watched Jasper Fletcher’s antics.
"Yes," Leon Sterling replied distractedly. He was worried about her injuries and just wanted to get her out of there. "Let’s go get those cuts treated first."
"The cuts aren’t serious. Not until I’ve seen the end of the show," Hazel said, waving him off.
Even though the scrapes throbbed painfully and tears welled in her eyes, it didn’t stop her from standing there to watch the drama unfold.
Since he couldn’t get her to leave, Leon Sterling had no choice but to ask a security guard to find a first-aid kit.
The guard hurried off and returned with a stocked first-aid kit, handing it to him. Leon Sterling immediately began cleaning Hazel’s wounds.
"You actually hit me? Evelyn Kendrick, I’m going to kill you!" Crystal Lambert shrieked, clutching her cheek, absolutely livid.
She lunged forward to hit back, but Evelyn caught her by the wrist. Just as Evelyn was about to throw her to the ground, Hazel quickly shouted, "She’s pregnant! Evelyn, don’t throw her!"
Those words made Evelyn freeze, her grip on Crystal’s wrist tightening, but she didn’t let go.
’That baby can’t be lost because of me.’
"Mia Ryan, have you called the police?" Evelyn asked, glancing back at her new assistant.
Mia Ryan nodded firmly. "Ms. Kendrick, the police have been called."
"Good."
Evelyn turned her head toward Hazel, who was still watching the show from a distance, and said in a low voice, "Leon Sterling, take your wife home. She got hurt because of me. I’ll compensate her."
She knew Hazel had gotten hurt trying to protect her.
"Okay," Leon Sterling grunted. He packed up the first-aid kit, returned it to the guard, and then swept Hazel into his arms and carried her away.
The police arrived not long after they left.
"Evelyn Kendrick, you’ll die a miserable death!"
"Evelyn Kendrick, I won’t let you get away with this!"
As he was being led to the police car, Jasper Fletcher stared daggers at her and kept shouting.
Crystal Lambert was also escorted to a police car, her face a mask of sullen resentment.
「Back at home」
Leon Sterling looked at her scrapes, his eyes filled with pain.
But Hazel said with the utmost seriousness, "I think I need to go to a temple and pray."
"My luck has been terrible lately, always running into crap like this." Hazel was starting to wonder if she’d somehow attracted a mountain of bad karma.
"Okay," Leon Sterling agreed.
"I’m fine. Go make dinner, I’m starving," Hazel said, giving his shoulder a little push.
"Okay." Leon Sterling nodded, got up, and headed for the kitchen.
Just then, the phone she had tossed aside chimed. DING! DING! Hazel picked it up to see.
She saw a money transfer notification from Evelyn Kendrick.
She opened it and saw a transfer for fifty thousand.
[Evelyn Kendrick: For compensation. Buy yourself something nice to eat.]
Hazel immediately accepted the money and replied with a "Thank You, Boss!" sticker.
[Hazel Sinclair: Those two are seriously shady. Be careful.]
’A bit shady was an understatement,’ she thought. ’They were sinister as hell.’
[Evelyn Kendrick: Got it.]
After they finished chatting, Hazel went to scroll through some videos and stumbled upon a clip of the incident at the company’s entrance from earlier today.
The person who filmed it must have been a passerby who saw a commotion and started recording on their phone.
They had managed to record the whole thing.
The poster had added a caption: Is this Mr. Fletcher from the Vorizon Group? I thought the internet said he was a refined and friendly gentleman? Guess that was all a lie, huh?
The comment section below was filled with people expressing their sympathy for her.
[I feel so bad for that woman. If her husband hadn’t shown up, that scumbag would have beaten her badly enough to put her in the hospital.]
[Damn, and I used to think Jasper Fletcher was so handsome. I even hated on his fiancée after they got engaged. That poor, beautiful CEO.]
[I knew he wasn’t a good guy the moment Mr. Fletcher started slandering his own fiancée.]