Chapter 925 Damien’s Weakness
“I wonder if you’ll be in trouble too, Mr. Arber?” A man’s cold voice interrupted the pot-bellied Sam Arber, who looked up.
At the bar entrance, a group of men dressed in black cleared the way. Amidst the bar’s vibrant lights, Damien strode towards them in a black coat and leather boots. His stern face was cold and hostile, and his presence made it hard for everyone in the room to breathe.
Sam’s eyes widened abruptly. Damien Lenoir! Sam immediately got up and tried to retreat when he felt a cold hand on his back. As he turned around in shock, he saw a young man in a navy blue tracksuit smirking at him. “Do you think you can get away so easily after speaking ill about others?”.
‘Bang!’ The young man kicked Sam to the ground, crashing him onto a table with bottles of red wine. In an instant, the sound of bottles shattering, red wine sloshing to the ground, and women’s shrieks filled the air. As the various noises rang, it was highly chaotic for a moment.
Amid the chaos, Sebastian stayed seated on the sofa with crossed legs. He smiled at Damien. “Are you here to settle the score with me?” Damien narrowed his eyes. He dashed forward, swiftly pulled out a silver pistol, and pointed it at Sebastian.
“Your people must have discovered she was drugged, right?” Faced with the gun and Damien’s hostile gaze, Sebastian smiled indifferently. “I know you want to kill me. Go ahead. Do it.” He smirked at Damien. “If you kill me, you’ll never know what I drugged her with.”
Damien narrowed his eyes and sneered. “Do you think I’m afraid?”
“Damien, everyone has a weakness. You can easily manipulate and threaten others if you discover their weakness.” Sebastian chuckled. “Cherise’s weakness is you and your children, while she’s your weakness. The two of you are destined to be pawns in my game.”
Damien silently took off the gun’s safety.
“Kill me if you dare.”
“Do you think I won’t?”
‘Bang!’ After the gunshot was heard, shrieks and screams of terror filled the bar. Amidst the chaos, Damien left the bar as the crowd jostled. The night breeze swept his coat, and he looked exceptionally aloof.
“Mr. Weiss, are you okay?” Inside the bar, people around Sebastian panicked and called out his name. “Mr. Weiss…”
“Stop talking. Get me a doctor!” Sebastian gritted his teeth. He extended his hand and applied pressure on his right thigh where Damien had shot him. Blood flowed steadily from the wound. Sebastian hadn’t expected Damien to actually shoot him! The people around Sebastian called the police anxiously. They brought him disinfectant to disinfect his wound and gauze to wrap it.
Sebastian clenched his teeth as he repeatedly muttered Damien’s name fiercely. Hmph! Even if Damien injured my leg, it won’t change the fact that Cherise’s reputation is tarnished! Sebastian hadn’t expected Cherise to struggle so viciously when he was with her yesterday. He never imagined that she had moved on from the past and had the nerve to strike him!
