Chapter 190

The guy lay curled up on the ground, groaning in pain, his arm pinned so hard he couldn't move a muscle—he could only take it. Adrian couldn't stop thinking about the red mark on Claire's neck. His eyes turned darker with rage, and honestly, just stepping on the guy wasn't enough to get it out of his system. He crouched down, cold metal of a small, sharp blade pressing against the man's cheek, his voice still slow and casual. "So? Who told you to mess with her? And what's this crap about making my sister post some so-called clarification video?" The knife tapped against the man's face lightly, but every word Adrian spoke was laced with threat. "You better think twice before talking. If anything you say doesn't make sense or the timeline doesn't add up… I might just 'accidentally' cut somewhere that won't heal nicely." Before his sentence even finished, the blade had already sliced a shallow cut along the guy's jaw. It wasn't deep, but it was bleeding. When Claire first came back, he'd