Chapter 52

"Damn it!" Blake cursed, blinded by rage. The transaction records were the last thing on his mind. All he could think about now was teaching Yolanda a lesson so she'd think twice before acting so arrogantly in front of him. In a fit of rage, he pulled out a dagger from his desk drawer and lunged at Yolanda. He had once been entrenched in the underworld, so he was no stranger to a fight. He doubted that a high school student could possibly outrun the dagger in his grasp. However, before he could drive the dagger into Yolanda, his wrist was struck by something she hurled. The dagger hit the ground with a sharp, metallic sound. Blake was about to reach for another knife in a different drawer when Yolanda's hand closed around his wrist with a vice-like grip. "Wha—" he trashed violently, using every bit of his strength to break free, yet her hand remained firmly locked around his wrist. Then came a bone-jarring crack as his wrist was snapped. Blake let out a guttural, agonizing scream