Chapter 2183
Despite being in a wheelchair, Nathaniel easily overpowered Dylan. He effortlessly caught Dylan's swinging fist, stopping it with just one hand.
Nathaniel's blue eyes flashed with anger as his grip tightened, causing Dylan to wail in pain.
"Ouch! My hand! You're going to break it!"
Mavis was startled and rushed to intervene.
"Stop it, Nathaniel! Let him go."
Nathaniel's expression grew colder. "Didn't you see he attacked me first? I'm just defending myself."
Knowing he was right, Mavis just said, "He's young and rash. I'll apologize on his behalf. Unlike you, he's not trained. You'll hurt him if you keep this up. Please, let him go."
Nathaniel narrowed his eyes, and instead of releasing Dylan, he applied more pressure.
Dylan's face turned pale with pain as he collapsed against Nathaniel's wheelchair, still struggling and howling.
"Ah! Help me!"
"Nathaniel!" Mavis tried to help, but Nathaniel's grip was too firm.
Troy stood silently in the nearby stairwell, watch
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