Chapter 337

Seeing that Fred was disarmed, Marian breathed a sigh of relief.

"Don't waste your breath with him, Mr. Yaffe," she quickly said, eager for Seth to kill Fred right then to spare her from further trouble. "He shot Mr. Summer—you have to make him pay!"

At the same time, Fred pulled Seth's dagger out of his shoulder with an impassive look.

No pain could match the pain in his heart at this point!

And seeing that he was still resisting, Seth jammed a foot on his shoulder and started to rain punches on Fred's face!

"Fuck you!" he bellowed. "Still trying to play the tough guy, huh?!"

Fred's previous head injury ruptured right then, and blood flowed freely again.

He tried to fight back, but he was no match for Seth—even if he was just some rich kid, he had been instructed in martial arts at Flying Sword Sect since a child.

Seth then kicked him, sending him flying and crashing against the stairs for embarrassing him before!

As he lay limply, seemingly not even having the strength to g