CEO's Dumb Bride

Chapter 53 Teach The Slackers A Lesson

Chapter 53 Teach The Slackers A Lesson

The two were terrified and shrank back when they glanced at the dagger in Francis's hand.

"We really haven't seen you. Are you mistaking us for someone else?"

Francis looked at them with a half smile, and put the tip of the dagger on the lower jaw of a slacker, "Think about it."

The cold dagger made the slacker shudder, and he could even feel the sharpness of the blade.

He froze and recalled all the recent events. Though he did a lot of bastard things, he didn't think he would offend the big shot.

Was it due to the last night's event?

The slacker's pupil was widened. Obviously, he got it. He looked at Francis trembling, "Is it... for the dummy?"

"Dummy?" Francis's smile turned cold.

"No, no, the beauty last night... We didn't do anything to her..."

"Didn't or did?"

The slacker explained gingerly, "I wanted to do something, but when I touched the blood, I didn't continue..."

The slacker thought the clear details would make his words more credible, but when Francis heard the slacker touch Lilian, the smile disappeared instantly.

Only terrible murder was left.

"Which hand?"

The slacker swallowed. He didn't dare to say the truth.

Before he could figure out how to justify himself, a sudden pain hit his palm, and he screamed.

The whole palm was pierced by a dagger, and blood was smudged on the ground.

But that was not all. Francis pulled the dagger out slowly and made the slacker suffer a second injury. The feeling of pulling the dagger out was much more painful than it was plunged into.

The slacker roared in pain, and he kept begging for mercy.

"Sir, I was wrong, please give me a break!"

Francis asked calmly, "Which hand?"

"This, this one, this one." He shook his bloody hand and cried for mercy.

"Really?"

Francis stuck the dagger into the original wound, "This one?" Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

The slacker rolled his eyes in pain, and he made a painful sound. He fainted several times but was awakened by pain.

Francis let go of the dagger and stood up, for no other reason but that both of them were so scared that they were incontinent and smelled bad.

Francis turned to leave, and Nelson quickly followed.

"Mr. Landau."

Francis took out his handkerchief and wiped his fingers, and said calmly, "Open the cage."

"Okay..."

Nelson wiped the sweat from his forehead. He remembered that Mr. Landau left a dagger in it.

It was more cruel to give them a glimmer of hope than to wait for death.

...

Lilian stayed in the hospital all afternoon, waiting in line, accepting examinations, and waiting for reports.

It was late at night when the test results came out. The doctor read the list and turned to ask her, "Where is your family?"

Lilian took out her mobile phone and typed, "He didn't come with me."

The doctor frowned.

"You want to keep this fetus, right?"

Lilian nodded her head.

"Then can you be hospitalized?"