NovelEnglishChapter 860 The men charged toward the Genges' front door, ready to break it down, when suddenly the door swung open from the inside.
Seeing the group of black-clad men outside, the person inside showed no fear. His gaze landed on Brandon. "Mr. Sumner, Mr. Genge is waiting for you," he said.
Brandon shot him a cold look. "You're not worthy to speak to me. If you don't want this to beca public spectacle, have Tom hand over my girlfriend." The man's expression froze slightly, and the tension in the air becpalpable.
The black-clad men stood by, waiting for Brandon's signal. The moment he gave the order, they would storm the residence.
Brandon's patience wore thin due to the silence from the other side.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Barge in," he ordered.
As his men started to move, a deep voice cfrom behind the door. "Mr. Sumner, why make such a fuss?" Tom appeared at the door, smiling as if the dozen men outside posed no threat to him.
Brandon stared at him blankly. "Mr. Genge, please hand over my girlfriend, or I'll have to force my way in." "Don't worry, Mr. Sumner. Valarie is fine-she just got a little drunk. I'll send her back tomorrow morning," Tom replied smoothly.
Brandon scoffed.
The scandal from five years ago, when Tom was caught cheating on Valarie, was still a popular topic of gossip. It was hard to believe he had the audacity to show his face again. "It looks like you're makingforce my way in," Brandon remarked.
With a glance from him, the black-clad men prepared to charge.
The atmosphere grew more tense by the second, the air thick with anticipation.
Tom smirked. "Even if you force your way in, I won't let you take her." "Then let's see about that!" Brandon snapped.
The tension escalated further as Tom's house staff, numbering over ten, appeared behind him. Though they wore service staff uniforms, it was clear they were well-trained fighters. Suddenly, Tom's phone rang, cutting through the silence.
Tom's expression darkened upon seeing Drake's nflash on the screen. He stared at the phone for several seconds before answering the call.
Whatever was said on the other end made Tom's veins bulge. He gripped the phone tightly, his face turning icy. After hanging up, he turned to the people behind him. "Back off." The group exchanged confused glances, disbelief written on their faces. Hadn't Tom just instructed them to stop Brandon and his men at all costs? Why were they being told to retreat now? Despite their confusion, they didn't dare question him. Lowering their heads, they quickly turned to leave. Brandon was equally puzzled.
Why had Tom changed his mind after that call? Regardless, he was determined to take Valarie htonight. "Tom, I'll say this one last time-hand over Valarie!" he demanded.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmTom didn't look at him. Instead, he turned to the housekeeper beside him. "Get two maids to bring Valarie out." "Understood," the housekeeper replied.
Before long, two maids appeared, leading Valarie out.
Brandon's expression darkened as he saw her eyes closed and her face flushed clearly intoxicated. If he hadn't ctonight, he shuddered to think what might have happened tober.
He rushed over and scooped Valarie up, turning to Tom with a cold glare. "I won't let this go lightly." Tom clenched his fists as he
watched Valarie instinctively shrink The content is on novelenglish.net! into Brandon's arms. When he'd brought her back earlier, he'd wanted to hold her as they got out of
the car, but she had pushed him away in disgust. He had to enlist two maids to help her from the car into the villa.
Valarie had been so resistant to him, yet she leaned into Brandon, showing clear dependence. Awave of jealousy surged within Tom, threatening to conshim whole.
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