Chapter 1037
“What the hell are you looking at? You have a death wish?” Sebastian Doyle glared viciously, his eyes burning with unrestrained fury.
“Sebastian… what happened to you?” Bianca collapsed to the floor, staring at him in sheer horror. “Who did this to you p>
“Who else?” Sebastian’s gaze was lethal. His jaw was completely shattered, making his words slur heavily. “Serena. That bitch p>
Serena?
That country bumpkin?
How could she possibly have the skills to cripple a psychopath like Sebastian?
It was impossible.
Serena couldn’t possibly pull something like this off.
Bianca was about to voice her disbelief.
Then, a realization hit her.
Just this morning, Sebastian had confidently declared that Serena would never get
the chance to lead her team in the competition.
He had sworn she wouldn’t even show up.
Yet, Serena and Lydia Brooks had arrived right on time, effortlessly securing a flawless victory in the first round.
So p>
Sebastian really had planned to teach Serena a brutal lesson this morning.
But instead… Serena had crippled him?
Where did she get that kind of power?
While Bianca sat frozen in shock, her mind reeling.
Smack!
A vicious slap landed squarely across Bianca’s face.
The force of the blow was so brutal that it sent her sprawling forward from her spot on the floor. Her ears rang violently.
Bianca trembled in agonizing pain, her vision going black at the edges as a trickle of blood seeped from the corner of her mouth.
She lay pitifully on the ground and looked up.
Arthur Doyle stood over her, his face livid, his chest heaving with uncontrollable rage.
“You worthless trash p>
Arthur spat through gritted teeth. “Do you have any idea how many resources the Doyle family poured _into you? HON much
much we facilitated… for you? And you still couldn’t handle
one pathetic country girl p>
“You tried to ruin her, and instead, she flipped the script and dragged you through the mud p>
“A bunch of nobodies from the middle of nowhere didn’t just make you lose the competition-they played you both for absolute fools! You’ve dragged our family name through the dirt p>
The more Arthur spoke, the more his fury escalated.
In a blind rage, he delivered a brutal kick to her ribs, his features twisted in fury. You didn’t even know how to cover your tracks, leaving massive Vulnerabilities for them to exploit! Your stupidity is actually laughable p>
Bianca curled into a tight ball, too terrified to dodge or talk back.
She simply lay there, shivering violently and sobbing with every strike.
“I’m sorry, Dad. I’m sorry p>
Her desperate pleas only fueled Arthur’s explosive temper.
“Sorry? You think ‘sorry’ means a damn thing right now p>
Arthur kicked her repeatedly, venting every ounce of frustration and humiliation he had endured today onto her.
Only when he was breathless and physically drained did he stop, panting heavily. His dark, menacing gaze shifted to his son in the hospital bed.
His disappointment was palpable. “And you, Sebastian. I had such high hopes for you p>
“You were the most like me. You were my top choice, my perfect successor. Now look at the pathetic state you’re in p>
“You couldn’t even handle one woman, and you let the location of the abandoned factory slip! Do you have any idea what happens if the secrets in that facility are exposed? The Doyle family we’ll be completely ruined p>