Like a ghost, Julian’s appearance startled the taxi driver, causing him to instinctively turn the steering wheel.
Screech.
The taxi drifted and came to an emergency stop in the middle of the street.
Julian walked over to the side of the car expressionlessly and opened the door to pull Calvin out.
“Who told you to follow us?” Julian grabbed Calvin by his throat and asked coldly.
Calvin felt like his throat was clamped up as he struggled to breathe. His eyes were filled with fear and shock.
He wanted to struggle, but that only caused the hand around his throat to tighten. In the end, Calvin’s eyes rolled back as he struggled like a fish out of water.
“Let him go, Jul.”
A voice rang out, and Calvin immediately felt the hand around his throat loosen.
The first thing he did was cup his painful neck and take big gulps of fresh air.
For the first time, he realized how lucky he was to be able to breathe easily.
Jasper, who had alighted the car some time ago, felt disappointed when he realized that it was Calvin who had been secretly following him.
He thought that it would be Fabian’s men.
“Why did you follow me?” Jasper asked Calvin.
Catching his breath, Calvin looked at Jasper resentfully and scolded, “Do you own this street? What if I just so happen to be here, huh?”
Jasper requested indifferently, “Slap him, Jul.”
Julian raised his hand to slap Calvin across the face without hesitation.
Even though Julian had already controlled his strength and ‘lightly’ hit the man, the slap almost stripped off a layer of Calvin’s skin.
Slap!
Calvin cupped his cheek. Half his face felt numb.
His eyes were bloodshot as he stared at Jasper and Julian in utter resentment. He roared, “How dare you hit me?!”
“Slap him again,” Jasper said calmly.
Slap!
He got smacked again.
This time across the other cheek.
The two slaps caused both of Calvin’s cheeks to turn red and bruised, making his face resemble a pig’s head. These two slaps also deterred Calvin from causing further trouble.
The man cupped his face but did not shout any more, opting to stare at Jasper angrily instead.
“Can you talk normally now?” Jasper asked.
Calvin did not say anything, but the fury and indignant he felt internally made him want to swallow Jasper alive.
“My relationship with your family is already in the past. There’s nothing between us, not now, not ever. What happened tonight is just a small lesson, and I hope this deters you in the future.”
Jasper walked over to Calvin and said expressionlessly. “You know how horrible my temper can be sometimes. So, let’s not have a next time, understood?”
Calvin shuddered.
He kept his head down and balled his fists. After a long while, he seethed out, “Understood.”
“Very good.” Jasper nodded and turned to leave.
Julian glanced at Calvin to remember the man’s face before he turned around and left as well.
The engine soon started and the Bentley drove away. Meanwhile, the taxi had also dashed off like a frightened animal.
Leaving Calvin in the middle of nowhere.
Calvin clenched his jaw and stared at the vanishing taillights of the Bentley with bloodshot eyes. With a wretched and devilish roar, he shouted, “Just you wait, Jasper! Don’t act so f*cking proud! I’ll kill you one day!”
