William and Mr. Taylor pushed open the door to the private room across from them, and sure enough, they saw four or five young girls inside, all looking very fresh and delicate.
These girls were around eighteen or nineteen, similar in age to Ella.
However, these delinquent girls had their hair dyed in various colors, wore revealing clothes, and were dancing closely with several n.
In one corner of the room, a girl sat quietly, her attitude arrogant as she watched the dancing couples.
Her long, flowing hair draped over her chest, giving her an appearance that was both icy and pure.
William’s eyes widened. This girl had a deanor strikingly similar to Ella’s! Instantly, he set his sights on her.
When the people in the room noticed two strange n barging in with bodyguards, their faces changed.
"Hey, what do you think you’re doing? You must be in the wrong room!" one burly man shouted at William.
William, who also had a group of bodyguards in Gilded Mirage, had them automatically follow him as he appeared.
Feeling displeased, William waved his hand, and two bodyguards lunged at the burly man, pumling him with punches.
The other n and won imdiately backed away from the girl, shouting, "Big sister, soone’s causing trouble! Call the boss quickly!"
But William had already pushed aside those protecting the girl. "Hey, little lady, how about you keep company?"
William sat down next to the girl with a smug look, his wicked eyes fixated on her ample chest.
Everyone watched this scene in stunned silence.
The girl snorted coldly, "Not interested. My man is Ryan Martinez. Get lost!"
Her tone was suprely arrogant. Ryan was the heir to the Martinez Group, which was on par with the Walker Group.
Moreover, Ryan and William had always been at odds!
William’s pupils contracted as he smirked evilly, "Perfect, I can’t stand Ryan. Let’s see if he can co and fight for his woman!"
Both of them were equally notorious troublemakers, often clashing, with Old Mr. Walker constantly cleaning up after William.
This ti, though, William’s anger overrode his fear of Ryan, knowing their power was evenly matched, unlike Eric’s overwhelming strength.
William’s hand landed on the girl, who scread and slapped at him.
But her delicate wrist was firmly grasped by William, who pulled her into his arms with a lecherous grin.
Although the onlookers were furious, they were no match for William’s nurous bodyguards.
"Throw them out! Gilded Mirage is my turf. Let your boss Ryan co save you!" William, reveling in his wickedness, dared to provoke by seizing Ryan’s woman.
The n and won were driven out of the room, leaving the girl trapped in William’s embrace, her pretty face full of rage. "Bastard, let go!"
She was a college freshman, but had beco a rich man’s mistress back in high school.
After the rich man got tired of her, she reinvented herself with a pure image and caught Ryan’s eye.
With Ryan, a handso and wealthy young man, as her boyfriend, she was very pleased with herself, frequenting S City’s entertainnt venues almost every night.
Now, being held by the ordinary-looking and slightly overweight William, she couldn’t bear the thought of being toyed with.
However, as a weak girl with no help, she was no match for William.
William, overwheld by a wild impulse, treated the girl as a substitute for Ella and began to ravage her with unrestrained aggression.
Before long, the private room was filled with the girl’s screams and curses, which soon turned into whimpers and moans. The man’s triumphant howls of pleasure made the onlookers outside turn pale.
When Ryan arrived and kicked open the door, he saw his new lover lying naked in William’s arms, their bodies entwined, with blood trickling from her lips.
"William, you bastard!"
Ryan’s eyes turned red with rage. No man despises being cuckolded more than Ryan, and although he never intended to marry the girl, he couldn’t stand William playing with his woman.
"Everyone, get in here and cripple William!" Ryan grabbed a bottle of liquor in his fury and hurled it at William.
William was taken aback. In their past confrontations, it was always their subordinates who fought, while he and Ryan never personally clashed.
This ti, he had truly enraged Ryan!
The dozen or so bodyguards Ryan brought split up, so dealing with William’s n outside while others rushed in, grabbing anything they could find to hurl at William.
Chaos erupted inside and outside the private room, with screams of pain, won’s cries and shrieks, and the constant sound of breaking bottles.
By the ti a large group of Gilded Mirage’s bodyguards and the police arrived, the fight was winding down.
Mr. Taylor, who had been hiding far away, finally approached and saw William lying motionless on the floor, uncertain if he was dead or alive.
Pale with fear, Mr. Taylor realized that today’s invitation to William was due to a call from Eric, suggesting that if he entertained William well, the Taylor Group might get the chance to collaborate with the Nelson Group.
Despite being a playboy, Mr. Taylor knew that such a collaboration would bring imnse profits to the Taylor Group, and naturally, his life would beco more comfortable.
He never imagined that his invitation would lead to such a tragedy...
"Hurry, this man is barely breathing, he’s got too many wounds, stop the bleeding now!" a nurse shouted, turning William’s bloodied body over.
Mr. Taylor’s head buzzed, and he took a deep breath before slipping away quietly...
The next day, headlines across major news websites reported that William had been seriously injured in a brawl with Ryan, and even if he regained consciousness, he would be paralyzed from the waist down!
Moreover, surveillance footage of William sexually assaulting the girl had leaked, spreading across major forums, along with videos of the fight between Ryan and his n, going viral everywhere!
Such negative news dealt a severe blow to both the Martinez Group and the Walker Group! Old Mr. Walker had a heart attack from the anger and was hospitalized, and Old Mr. Martinez had an asthma attack, plunging both families into chaos.
On Sunday morning, Ella went to visit Chloe, planning to pick up the painting Eric had given her.
In the expansive back garden, Ella and Chloe lay on lounge chairs, enjoying the gentle breeze. The garden, with its excellent feng shui, had no obstructions blocking the natural wind. A century-old tree provided shade, making the garden cooler than air conditioning.
"Wow, Chloe, you’re so lucky to have such a cool garden. It’s as good as air conditioning! Natural wind feels much better!" Ella exclaid in admiration.
"Then marry my brother, and you can enjoy this garden every day! Or you could move in with , what do you say?"
Chloe’s eyes sparkled mischievously, and Ella chuckled softly. "You always say such silly things."
"Co on, tell , did anything happen between you and Eric?" Chloe’s curiosity was palpable as she shook Ella’s arm, eagerly seeking gossip.
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