Chapter 207

Michael was a bit slow on the uptake, and he really thought Carl was going to kill Charlotte. Panic hit him like a truck. He just dropped to his knees right there. "I'm kneeling, okay? Let her go." "What a moron!" Carl sneered. "Beat him up! If he dares fight back, I'll kill her right now!" Carl's men swarmed over and started laying into Michael. Michael didn't fight back at all. Those guys had just been hit by him earlier, and now seeing him just take it? It only made them hit harder. Charlotte watched Michael get beaten up like crazy—her heart felt like it was being stabbed. "Michael, stop worrying about me! Just run! Please, go!" she sobbed. "Stop! I'm begging you! Don't hit him! Please!" she cried harder, nearly breaking down. "Michael! You idiot, fight back! Do something!" Michael took a hard kick and hit the floor. He looked up at Charlotte with pain in his eyes. "If I fight back... he'll kill you..." "He's lying to you! He won't! Michael, go! Run while you still can!" Charlotte'