Chapter 7 Revenge

Accompanied by a moan of pain, Nevin was suddenly kicked down. He curled up on the ground, covering his stomach. He ignored the pain. With his eyes almost split, he glared fiercely at Zarek and Renee. "So you are this slut Renee's adulterer!" "Ouch!" Nevin's stomach received another cruel and merciless kick. He was going to spit acid. The tall Zarek, with a handsome but cold face, exuded a cruel elegance even when hitting Nevin. Looking at Nevin, who was beaten on the ground moaning, Irina's face turned pale, her mouth trembled, and she dared not even step forward, afraid of being involved. She took several steps back in fear. Just as she nervously pulled out her phone and wanted to call the police, she suddenly saw Zarek's inexplicably familiar profile, and her pupils narrowed. Wasn't he someone from the Macleod family she saw last time at a bidding meeting!? At that time, everyone was flattering the meeting organizers. They paid no attention to others but showed respect to this man in front of her. Irina bit her lip and put her phone back in her bag. She couldn't offend this man. On the side, Zarek's assistant swallowed in fear. In the past, Zarek's subordinates would handle scumbags like Nevin for him. Zarek would never do that himself. But today, his master broke the rule. He couldn't help but take a closer look at Renee. Nevin was beaten with a bruised nose and swollen face, howling incessantly. He wanted to curse but couldn't even say a complete sentence. Renee looked at Nevin, who was as disheveled as a stray dog, afraid that if Zarek continued to beat him, he would die, so she said to Zarek, "Alright, it's not worth dirtying your hands with such garbage." Zarek finally stopped. He looked down at Nevin on the ground with a gloomy expression and coldly spoke, "Apologize." Nevin's heart was filled with hatred. He was beaten. How should he apologize?! But he also knew he was no match for Zarek. If he didn't obey him, his outcome would only be worse. Nevin could only suppress his anger and apologize, "I... I'm sorry." "Apologize to her, not to me," Zarek said, slightly raising his chin at Renee, his attitude firm. Renee was stunned, not expecting Zarek to stand out for her to this extent. Nevin's eyes turned red with ferocity. Apologize to the slut Renee!? It was better to kill him! Just as he was hesitating, Zarek's eyes turned cold. He wanted to beat him again. Seeing this, Nevin immediately hugged his head like a frightened bird and hurriedly apologized, "I'm sorry!" However, Zarek still gave him another merciless kick in the abdomen with great force. Nevin screamed, his face pale like paper. He rolled on the ground in unbearable pain. "I have already apologized as you asked! What else do you want?!" If it weren't for his poor strength, he would have killed Zarek! He had never been so humiliated since he was young. "Too perfunctory." Zarek raised his eyebrows. He was not satisfied. Nevin clenched his fists until they turned white. The deep malice in his eyes surged. Finally, with a trembling voice, he said to Renee word by word, "My mouth is cheap. Please forgive me." Renee was a bit shocked by Zarek's tactics and couldn't get back to her senses. She paid no attention to Nevin but stared at Zarek in a daze. Zarek seemed to feel her gaze. He curled his lips to smile at her. The smile on his fascinating face was as seductive as a devil. No girl could resist it. Renee's ears turned uncontrollably red. She subconsciously avoided his gaze. At that moment, Irina stared at Zarek obsessively, losing her mind. Zarek smiled, but the temperature in his eyes was extremely cold. "Next time, if you can't watch your cheap mouth, go to hell." If it weren't for Renee needing treatment, he wouldn't have let Nevin go so easily. Zarek pulled Renee's thin wrist and walked straight away towards the parked Cayenne on the streetside. He stuffed Renee into the car, his palm over her head to prevent her from hitting her head. The car flew away, and Irina, who was standing still, widened her eyes. She even chased after it for a few steps. Jesus! It was a global limited edition Cayenne! Only five units globally! She had only seen such a luxury car in magazines, and money alone couldn't buy it! In the high-speed car, Renee was nervous sitting on the luxurious leather seat. "Mr. Macleod, I'm fine. I don't need to go to the hospital. Could you please take me to the mental hospital?" Zarek glanced at her injured forehead. Although the blood had been wiped away, the corners of her forehead were bruised. He frowned slightly. "No way, a brain injury is a big matter." "My mother had an accident in the mental hospital! I must hurry over! I owe you a favor. After seeing my mother, I will go to the hospital to check my injuries! Please!" She grabbed Zarek's shirt sleeve with anxiety, almost imploring. "Please!" The refusal was stuck in Zarek's throat, making it impossible for him to say it again. He knew Renee was somewhat stubborn. He could only ask the driver, "Go to the mental hospital." "Yes." On the street, Nevin, who was beaten and injured all over, only managed to stand up with the help of a wire pole. He spat bloody saliva, his face gradually getting ferocious with malicious hatred. "Sooner or later, I will hire someone to break that idiot's legs! Let him kneel and beg for me to let him go!" His family had a relatively high status in Riv City. He couldn't swallow the anger he received today just like this. Otherwise, how could he keep his face? Irina frowned and said, "Do you know who the man who just hit you is?" "I don't care who he is! I'll find out soon! I'll not only break his legs but make his family suffer along with him!" Irina couldn't listen anymore. She told Nevin in a somewhat irritable tone, "He was from the prestigious Macleod family. I've seen him at a banquet before. Do you dare to cause trouble for the Macleod family? For them, killing your family is as easy as a pie." "The Macleod family's main branch is in the capital. It is a famous century-old family and one of the four oldest families in the capital. It has a side branch in Riv City. That man should be a side branch." Even if he was a side branch, his strength couldn't be underestimated. Besides, with such a powerful family supporting him, who dared to provoke the Macleod family? Was he tired of living? Nevin's face suddenly turned extremely ugly. Just now, he was vowing not to take revenge, but now he realized he didn't even have the qualifications to challenge Zarek. Nevin finally fell silent, but Irina was not calm at all. She bit her lips, realizing that the Macleod family was truly wealthy and powerful. It was a circle she couldn't enter even with all her efforts and a wealthy family that businessmen like Nevin could never reach for a lifetime. If only she could be friends with the Macleod family...