Chapter 149

"Pierce! Stop hitting him!" Millie clung tightly to Pierce's arm.

"Let go of me!" Pierce's voice was hoarse and deep, filled with authority.

"No!" Millie's voice was resolute. "If you want to kill him, you'll have to kill me first!"

She was ready to go to any length to calm him down. As expected, her words had the desired effect. Pierce's expression darkened, his gaze complex as it lingered on her.

Without a word, he stood up and left.

Stefan kept coughing, his blood staining the floor a deep red. The hot blood splattered onto Millie's hand.

"What are you standing around for? Get him to the hospital!"

No one dared to call the police that night. Pierce's beating had left Stefan barely alive, but Stefan's attempt at assault was also undeniable, even if it had failed.

Millie glanced at Pierce's disappearing figure, panicked, and tried to follow, only to find Stefan grabbing at her clothes stubbornly. Despite his agony and weakness, he clung to her, his face twisted in pain.

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