Chapter 1100

A drop of blood soon flowed through Sloane's fingers. Tyrell yanked the needle out of her fingers and sent her tumbling backward with a kick. He then stepped forward and pressed his shoe down on her face, grinding it against the floor. As Sloane's expression became distorted from pain, Tyrell spat on her and said, "Are you doing it or not, you bitch?" "Absolutely not!" shouted Sloane. "Fucking hell! You wanna die or something?" Just as he was about to get violent again, the private room's door was suddenly kicked open. Both Wyatt and Jasper then walked into the room. Jasper was enraged upon seeing Sloane being trampled underfoot by Tyrell. "Tyrell Williamson! You fucking animal!" Tyrell sneered upon noticing Jasper's arrival. He grabbed a wine bottle from the table and hurled it at Jasper. "Get the fuck out! I'm drilling some discipline into my woman! This has nothing to do with you!" His aim was slightly off, causing the bottle to fly toward Wyatt instead. Wyatt shifted to th