Sharon's gaze shifted from Casey to Thomas.Damien, trapped under Thomas, was utterly powerless—completely overpowered. Thomas hadn't even given him the slightest opening.It wasn't that Damien was weak; it was that Thomas's intelligence outmaneuvered him completely. Every move, every possibility had been calculated to perfection.Casey hadn't held back at all.A crisp, bone-shattering "crack" echoed. Damien's hand bones were pulverized under her strike.Her expression remained calm, but her face had gone pale. This was her first time doing something like this, and her hand trembled slightly.She knew she had to act today—not just to avenge Sharon, but to protect her. Damien could seek revenge on her all he wanted; she would not let him touch Sharon.Sharon's gaze moved from Thomas back to Casey's face."Okay, Casey, that's enough."Although Sharon felt that someone like Damien didn't deserve to live, this was still a society governed by law. That was where she drew the line.
Your idea of treating me well… is completely disregarding my feelings and trying to cripple my friend's hand? You're crazy."Casey didn't waste time questioning the grand, poetic promises of love once made in the heat of passion. When love disappears, vows are nothing but empty words.She looked at Damien coldly, her eyes stripped of every trace of feeling—only the icy disdain reserved for someone utterly detested remained."Damien, I owe you nothing. You're the one who owes me. So consider this swing today as a means to settle your debt to me."She turned to Thomas. "Go ahead."Thomas stepped toward Damien.Damien sneered at Thomas."You scrawny thing think you can take me on?"Before he could finish, a fist shot forward with blinding speed. Had Damien not trained himself before, he wouldn't have had a chance to react.Instinctively, he raised his hand to block. But he'd forgotten that his palm had already been pierced by a flying knife, leaving it useless.Thomas, however,
Ever since their outing to the sports club, Thomas had become obsessed with throwing darts.After returning home, he even bought a full set of dart equipment for practice. In his spare time, he would often train, and his natural talent showed immediately. After just a day of practice, his throws were almost uncannily precise.Wendy, who enjoyed baseball, invited Thomas to join her, and he quickly proved to be skilled at that as well. It seemed that no matter the sport, he could pick it up with extraordinary speed. Wendy couldn't help but praise his athletic talent.Sharon laughed. "Well done. I'll raise your salary tomorrow."Thomas's smile was dazzling. "Thank you, Sharon."At that moment, he twisted the arm of the bodyguard controlling Casey, freeing her. Casey wasted no time and hurried toward Sharon.Thomas cast a glance at Damien, whose expression had darkened, and asked, "Sharon… are we just going to let him go?""Of course not," Sharon said.In her hands, a baseball bat
Sharon exhaled a breath of relief. "I'm fine."She glanced at Casey, then whispered to Thomas, "Bring Casey over here. Under no circumstances can they take her."A faint, careless smile tugged at the corner of Thomas's lips. "Got it."He began walking toward Casey with slow, deliberate steps.Damien's expression darkened. He turned to the other bodyguard."Protect her. Don't let that guy take her."Thomas raised an eyebrow."Protect? Damien… you should ask Casey if she even wants that kind of protection."Damien's voice was cold. "Alright. We'll let Casey decide for herself."He looked at Casey directly. "Casey, babe, will you come with me… or choose them?"Though he said nothing more, the threat in his tone was unmistakable.A flicker of struggle and hesitation crossed Casey's eyes. She wasn't reluctant because of Damien; she worried only about the trouble her choice might bring to Sharon.Then Sharon's voice cut through, "Casey, don't worry about me. He can't touch me. Co
Tears streamed down Casey's face in heavy, hot drops.A profound sense of helplessness gripped her. She was too weak to save Sharon."Damien… for all the time I've stayed by your side, cared for you… please, for my sake, don't hurt Sharon, alright? I'm begging you… I'll go with you right now. I won't ever bring up the breakup again."Damien's gaze darkened, sharp as a blade."You're begging me… for an insignificant woman like her?"He knew Casey better than anyone—how proud she was. Even in the depths of her most desperate moments, she had never spoken a soft word to him. She had known perfectly well that just one pleading sentence would make him relent. Yet she had chosen to endure the streets, not send him a single message, even going so far as to block him.And now… she was pleading for an insignificant nobody?Damien's fury and disbelief churned inside him.Though Casey had once acted similarly for him when he was blind, he was himself—and no one else could be compared to
Damien said, "Casey, I've grown used to seeing you every day after work. If you need money, just tell me. Whatever you want, I can buy it for you. Tomorrow, I'll have my assistant raise the limit on your credit card by another hundred thousand. Stop going out to work. Let me take care of you, alright?"At that moment, although Casey was swayed by his sweet words, she still clung to a rare thread of clarity."I don't work for money. I… I truly love playing the piano."Damien grabbed her in a tight embrace."Casey, babe, can the piano really be more important than me?"Of course, the piano wasn't more important than Damien.In the end, Casey gave in.Now, facing Damien's intense, calculating gaze, she felt her hands and feet grow ice-cold.Could he really be insane enough to destroy her hands?Damien seemed to sense her thoughts. Meeting her horrified gaze, a slow, triumphant smile curled on his lips, as if he controlled everything."Casey, you are mine. No matter what happens,