Chapter 259 Confrontation

Trailing behind the pretty boy was a huge crowd, all of them seemingly his underlings. Zayn had to admit that this guy sure had the grandiosity covered. “Zayn! You stupid useless trash! What are you doing—let me go, you bastard!” Thomas was hoping to make a run from it, but Zayn seized him by his wrist and stopped him, which drew the worst of Thomas’s ire. He turned his head and found Daryl and Cara, flanked by a huge crowd, walking toward them. His terror was dialed all the way to eleven, and he thrashed against Zayn’s grip with all his God-given might. Unfortunately, Zayn gripped his wrist with the might of a lobster’s pincher, and Thomas’s struggle bore him no fruit other than causing pain to flare in his muscles. In desperation, Thomas was close to gnashing his teeth and biting Zayn into letting go. That was when Zayn suddenly slapped him on his head, bellowing, “Stop it already!” Thomas did not imagine himself ever receiving a slap from Zayn, and his widening eyes, filled to