The second Finley and his men bolted, Leroy collapsed to the ground and vomited violently, gagging as he emptied his stomach.

It was not enough—he shoved his fingers down his throat, forcing himself to puke even more. He kept going, dry heaving until there was nothing left inside him, until he lay on the cold floor, gasping for breath like a dying animal.

"Finley… you Hidden Dragons bastards… you forced me to drink piss… I swear, I'll kill every single one of you!"

The sheer humiliation of it made Leroy's blood boil as he clenched his fists and slammed them into the ground.

Douglas, trembling with rage, walked up to Christina, his face as dark as a storm cloud.

Christina hurriedly pulled her torn clothes together, her lips trembling. "Grandpa…"

Douglas struck her across the face hard. "You disgraceful fool! You're the CEO of a company, the face of the Stevens family! And yet, look at what you've done—inviting wolves into your home, practically throwing yourself into their j