The Invincible Mercenary King (by Matt Watt)

Chapter 29

Haylan’s rage burned fiercely, his forehead creasing with visible veins as his fury threatened to boil

over.

His gaze locked onto Liam, cold and unyielding, as he struggled to contain his wrath, his body. vibrating with a palpable aura of violence and menace.

Haylan seethed with indignation, thinking, “This was the sister who had loved me the most in the past, and this man dared to treat her with such cruelty. He is asking for death!”

If it weren’t for Tracy and Floris’s presence, Haylan would have torn Liam to pieces without a second thought.

“Who are you to interfere in our family’s affairs?” Liam spat out, glaring daggers at Haylan as he struggled to free himself. “Let go of me!”

Despite his struggles, Liam found himself unable to break free from the iron grip of Haylan’s hand. His efforts were in vain, as Haylan’s grip was unyielding and relentless.

“Apologize!”

Haylan stared coldly at Liam, and with a sudden burst of strength, he tightened his grip on the man’s wrist, causing him to wince in pain.

“Crack!”

The cracking sound was accompanied by the sickening sound of Liam’s wrist snapping, the bones in his hand contorting grotesquely on impact.

“Ah!”

Liam writhed in agony as the pain in his wrist became unbearable. “It hurts, it hurts so much!”

Liam’s face twisted in agony, his complexion drained of color, as he writhed on the ground, wailing in pain. His screams echoed down the hospital hallway, causing nearby patients to peek out of their rooms in confusion.

“Listen up, this is the last time I’ll be telling you: apologize to my sister right this moment!” Haylan spoke with an icy tone, his voice piercing through the air like a sharpened blade.

“Your sister?”

It was only after a moment of silence that Liam finally reacted, his eyes widening in shock. “Wait a minute, are you the younger brother of Floris Hammond?” he asked, his voice carrying a hint of disbelief.

“Snapped!”

Haylan didn’t even let him finish his sentence. In one swift motion, he delivered a hard, stinging slap to Liam’s face. The impact was so strong that his face turned red and swelled immediately. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, evidence of the severity of the blow. Liam was left reeling from the attack, seriously injured and struggling to maintain his balance.

“This slap is what you get for laying a hand on my sister!”

Haylan’s eyes turned icy cold, and he spoke deliberately, pausing between each word for emphasis. “Now, apologize to me right this instant!”

“You think you can bring your family to attack me, you little bitch Floris Hammond?” sneered Liam, his tone dripping with contempt. “I’m warning you. I’m the General Manager of the Fortune Group!

“If you lay a finger on me, the Fortune Group’s matriarch won’t let you get away with it!” Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Liam gritted his teeth and glared fiercely at Haylan and Floris with a look of sheer fury in his eyes.

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“How dare you still threaten me?” Haylan asked, his tone turning even colder.

Floris spun around hastily upon hearing the words, her eyes widening in shock and fear. She could see the dangerous glint in Haylan’s eyes and knew that things could escalate quickly if he took action. “Haylan, please don’t do anything,” she pleaded urgently, her voice trembling with anxiety.

The Fortune Group was a well-known and respected large company in Lightdom City, renowned for its success and influence. It was considered on par with the Mapleturz Group, another major player in the business world.

Furthermore, as far as she knew, Liam had been involved with the matriarch of the Fortune Group, and it was because of her that he had divorced Floris.

“Heh, are you scared now?” sneered the man, taunting Haylan with a malicious grin. “If I recall correctly, your name is Haylan Jaber, right? Why don’t you come over here and hit me?”

Liam was seething with anger and arrogance as he locked eyes with Haylan. “If you lay a finger on me, I promise you that your sister will pay a hundred times the price!” he threatened, his voice laced

with venom.

“I can’t stand it when people try to threaten me!”

Haylan’s eyes turned even colder as he said nothing and swiftly kicked Liam. The force of the blow was so powerful that Liam flew over 16 feet and landed outside the room, vomiting blood as he lay on the ground.

After delivering a brutal blow to Liam Hammond, Haylan felt the urge to go after and teach him a lesson.

At that moment, Floris hurriedly reached out and grabbed Haylan’s arm. “Haylan, please don’t keep hitting him. Let’s not make things worse,” she pleaded, her voice urgent and anxious.

Floris pulled back Haylan, and his anger subsided slightly for a moment.

However, when Haylan saw the scar on his sister’s arm, his expression changed. “What is this?” he asked, his voice full of concern and anger.

Floris quickly withdrew her arms and covered the scar with her sleeves. She spoke quickly and nervously, trying to downplay the severity of the injury. “No, it’s nothing,” she said, hoping to deflect. attention away from the scar and avoid further questions or scrutiny.

Haylan strode over to Floris and firmly grabbed her arm, pulling up her sleeve to reveal the scar.

As he pulled up Floris’s sleeve, Haylan’s eyes fell upon a bruised and injured arm.

There were knife wounds, cigarette burns, scratches, and even bite marks, each a testament to the abuse and mistreatment she had endured.

As Haylan examined Floris’s arm more closely, he could see it was covered in scars of all kinds, twisting and turning like earthworms across her skin.

As Haylan beheld the scene before him, his eyes grew cloudy and watery, his expression a mix of sadness, anger, and determination. His entire body shook with rage, and he knew that he needed to take action to protect his sister and ensure that justice was served.

“What is this?” Haylan gritted his teeth, his eyes turning red with anger and emotion.

He lifted his sister’s other arm and then squatted down to inspect her calf.

As Haylan continued to inspect his sister’s body, he could see that she had shocking scars on both her arms and legs, evidence of the physical abuse that she had endured. The wounds were deep and twisted, and it was clear that she had suffered greatly at the hands of her abuser.

As Haylan Jaber continued to inspect his sister’s scars, his sense of fear and anger only grew stronger. The more he saw, the more horrified he became, and the more he realized the extent of the abuse

that his sister had suffered.

Each scar that Haylan saw was like a sharp sword, piercing his heart with a sense of sorrow and helplessness.

An endless wave of anger swept through Haylan Jaber’s body.

At that moment, Haylan’s blood was boiling with anger and hatred. His eyes turned red, and it felt as if the fury within him was reaching a boiling point.

He came to a chilling realization. “This is domestic violence!”

The realization hit Haylan like a ton of bricks – every scar on his sister’s body was the result of domestic violence.

“Don’t look, Haylan. I did this all by myself. It has nothing to do with Liam. Please, don’t fight Liam. We are not their opponents,” she said, her voice pleading and desperate.

Floris reached out and grabbed her brother’s hand, her eyes filling with tears as she shook her head with an aggrieved expression. She held onto his hand tightly, hoping to convey her fear and vulnerability to him and prevent any further conflict.

Liam had been domestically abusing her for years, and the abuse had intensified since Liam had an affair with the matriarch of the Fortune Group. Liam had been using the abuse to try to force Floris to divorce him, and it was clear he had no regard for her safety or well-being.

She had divorced Liam a month ago.

Despite his history of domestic abuse and mistreatment, Liam had joined the Fortune Group as an executive. This was likely a concerning development for Floris, as it meant that her ex-husband would have access to significant power and resources within the company.

Floris was well aware of the Fortune Group’s reputation and the consequences that might come from taking action against Liam. She knew that if they were to take action against Liam, the Fortune Group would likely try to protect him and may even retaliate against them.

Despite Floris’s fear and uncertainty about the situation, she was determined not to implicate her family.

Floris was willing to make a compromise to protect her family. She begged Haylan not to confront. Liam or take any action that could endanger their family.

Haylan reassured his sister, “Sis, don’t worry. Nothing will happen.

Take care of Tracy, and I’ll take care of the rest!”

Haylan gritted his teeth, trying to suppress his volcanic anger as he approached Liam. He didn’t want to put his family in danger, but he also knew he needed to confront Liam and bring him to justice for the abuse he inflicted on his sister. With a heavy heart, he gently closed the door to his sister’s hospital room and walked towards Liam, ready to take on whatever challenges lay ahead.

After seeing the scars on his sister’s body, Haylan finally understood why his mother said his sister was having a bad time.

The many scars on Floris’ hands and feet were a testament to the pain and misery she had endured over the years. It was clear that she had suffered greatly at the hands of her abuser and that the scars on her body were a physical representation of the emotional and psychological scars that she carried

with her.

The root cause of all the pain and suffering that Floris had endured was Liam, her ex-husband, and abuser.

As Liam got up, he glared at Haylan with ferocious eyes, his voice filled with anger and contempt. “Haylan Jaber, do you know who I am?”

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Liam threatened Haylan, saying, “I warn you, I am the future son-in-law of the Fortune Group. The Fortune Group will wipe out your whole family if you dare to touch me!”

Haylan had a grim expression as he heard Liam’s threat.

Liam flashed a smug smile and exuded confidence. “You’re scared, aren’t you?” he taunted. “Come on, be smart, and get down on your knees to apologize. Otherwise, mark my words. Every member of the Jaber family will face their demise!” Liam’s words were laden with a threat that spoke to the culture and customs of the local community.

In his view, backed by the Fortune Group, he had the freedom to act without morals. He believed he could manipulate Haylan at his whim and even wield enough power to crush his entire family easily. His confidence was fueled by the support of the powerful Fortune Group, allowing him to act with impunity.

“Thud!”

Before he could utter another word, Haylan swiftly kicked Liam with such force that his mouth was immediately filled with blood, and his teeth shattered. As he fell backward, his head slammed against the wall, blood oozing from the wound.

Liam stared in disbelief at Haylan. “You dare to hit me?” he gasped, his eyes wide with shock.

“Are you out of your mind? I’m the future son-in-law of the Fortune Group!” Liam exclaimed in

outrage.

He couldn’t believe it. “I’ve already reported you to the Fortune Group, yet you still dare to attack me?”

Haylan retorted, “What about the Fortune Group?”

Haylan’s expression turned cold as he lifted Liam from the ground and pressed him against the wall. He spoke with icy determination, “You were lucky that my sister decided to marry you. How dare you lay a hand on her, you despicable scum!

“Today, you’ll pay the price a hundred times over!” Haylan declared firmly.

“How dare you?” Liam retorted with anger.

Before Liam could finish his sentence, Haylan swiftly struck him with lightning speed, delivering a powerful punch to his left shoulder.

“Crack!”

Liam’s left shoulder blade shattered instantly, and his arm hung limply, causing intense pain. His face twisted in agony, and he turned pale as paper, sweat pouring down his forehead.

“Ah!”

The sound of piercing screams filled the corridor in an instant.