Chapter 1190: He Must Die

Irene didn’t know whether she believed his words or not. She simply nestled obediently in his arms. The scarred man barked in a low voice, “Have you seen enough? Get out already!” Callie was yanked away and shoved into a bedroom. The door slammed shut and locked behind her. “Hey!” she shouted, but it was no use. The scarred man had locked her in from the outside. She looked around. This wasn’t just any ordinary bodyguard’s room. The furnishings were far too luxurious. On the nightstand sat a bottle of brandy. As she stepped closer to inspect it, realization struck—this was Jaquan’s master bedroom. “Tch,” she muttered, shaking her head. His secret lover was still here, yet he dared to lock her in his private space. She began searching the room for a way out. After some time, she found a hidden mechanism, but before she could act on it, two large hands suddenly covered her mouth from behind. Startled, Callie struggled and let out muffled cries. “It’s me!” a famili