Chapter 620
Chapter 620:
Suddenly, a blood-curdling scream echoed from inside the warehouse, sending shivers down the Prescotts’ spines.
“Dad, this doesn’t look good. Maybe we should…” Jewell hesitated, gripping the car door, reluctant to step out.
But their fate was no longer in their hands. At a signal from the man in the lead, his associates quickly surrounded the Prescott family, pulling them from the car.
Madonna’s heart raced, pounding furiously against her chest.
Just then, the warehouse door swung open from the inside. Austin sat in a chair at the center of the room, dim orange lighting casting deep shadows across his features, accentuating them dramatically—half in shadow, half in light, his visage as sharply defined as a sculpture crafted by the gods, breathtakingly handsome.
Madonna caught her breath at the sight of Austin, momentarily lost in his presence.
A sudden shove snapped her back to reality, and she stumbled to the ground. “Ouch, Mr. Barton, that hurts,” she whimpered, biting her lip and giving Austin a pitiful look.
Usually, men fell for such expressions from Madonna.
Her heart pounded as she looked up at Austin.
Finally, he moved, extending his hand and beckoning her.
Joy surged through Madonna. She quickly got to her feet and approached Austin, coyly whispering, “Mr. Barton p>
As she reached him, Austin stood abruptly.
Towering over Madonna, his imposing presence made her hesitate to meet his eyes.
She swallowed nervously and said, “Mr. Barton p>
Suddenly, Austin grabbed her right hand. Despite the initial shock, Madonna felt a surge of excitement.
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Madonna realized that Austin had unusual tastes, preferring places like this… But it didn’t matter. She was willing to do whatever Austin wanted, as long as it kept him happy.
Suddenly, Austin’s grip tightened and Madonna let out a soft cry. “Mr. Barton, you’re hurting me p>
Austin’s laugh was cold and chilling. “So, you had someone injure Yelena’s hand, didn’t you p>
Madonna reeled, surprised and confused. Was this why Austin had summoned her? About Yelena?
She looked up quickly at Austin, his face shadowed with anger, his eyes dark with what seemed like lethal intent.
Terror rose within her, and her voice trembled. “Mr. Barton, I p>
“You just need to say yes or no,” Austin said.
Tears welled up in Madonna’s eyes as she spoke through her pain. “Mr. Barton, please don’t be deceived by that manipulative woman. She’s not what she seems. She’s been flirting with others and trying to seduce you. I couldn’t bear to see you hurt, so p>
Austin gave her a cold glance and asked, “Are you saying I should be grateful for your thoughtfulness p>
Madonna hastily responded, “No need for thanks… Ah p>
Austin twisted Madonna’s arm sharply, the sickening snap reverberating in the tense air. She let out a piercing cry, her face a mask of anguish, contorted in sheer agony.
Her parents froze, their expressions a blend of horror and disbelief, as if time itself had momentarily stopped.
“Mr. Barton… why?” Madonna gasped, her voice strained as she clenched her teeth, battling the waves of pain coursing through her arm.
Austin’s lips curled into a chilling smirk, his eyes devoid of any warmth. “Did you honestly think you could win my favor?” he asked, his tone as icy as his gaze.
Releasing her arm with an air of disdain, he wiped his hand theatrically on the plush sofa, as though brushing off filth.