Chapter 18

The bodyguards were merciless toward Queenie. Each of them landed a hard slap on her face, one after another. Within seconds, her mouth was swollen and bloodied, and she no longer looked as smug and haughty as before. She threw herself to the ground and continued begging for mercy. "I was wrong, Jared, I was wrong! Please, tell them to spare me!" Jared sat down by the side and lit up a cigarette, enjoying the sight of Queenie begging on the ground in a disheveled state. He puffed out clouds of smoke that went straight to her face, and she couldn't stop choking until her eyes turned bloodshot. The corners of his lips curled up very slightly as he continued enjoying her misery. His tone dripped with venom as he said, "Oh, is that so? Tell me, what have you done wrong?" Queenie crawled over to his feet and hugged his legs as tears streamed down her face. "Jared, please let me go, on the account that we'd been together for such a long time. Can't you just pretend that I never existe