Chapter 2

Martin's expression darkened when Chloe insisted on leaving. "Do you think you can come and go as you wish? What do you take me for? Block the door!"

A few big guys immediately got up and blocked the exit.

"What's the meaning of this?" Chloe's expression changed slightly.

"Don't play innocent. You agreed to come here, so you should know what's going to happen!" Martin laughed. He had finally managed to get Chloe out. There was no way he was letting her leave.

"I'll handle my wife's company matters by myself. You'd better move out of the way!" Leo's expression turned cold.

"Haha! Did I hear that right? You're a waiter, trying to fix it with your measly salary?" Martin laughed outright. Leo was practically humiliating himself.

"That's my business," Leo said with a smile. Getting money wasn't hard for him. He just didn't want to break a promise.

"Shut up! Stop making a fool of yourself. Do you even know how much my company is losing? Talking big only makes people despise you more. Compared to him, you're nothing," Chloe said with disdain. Leo may have tried to look tough, but he had no real power. He was just a joke.

Leo's expression darkened. His own wife was comparing him to an outsider.

"Did you hear that? Even your wife looks down on you! Now bring us the drinks you brought. They'd better taste good!" Martin laughed cruelly. How could such a worthless man even have such a beautiful woman?

Leo was about to speak further, but Chloe cut him off completely. "Are you done? Can we leave now?"

"Leave?" Martin sneered. "Are you really that dumb? Today, you're not leaving until I'm satisfied!"

He reached out to grab Chloe.

"Keep your filthy hands off her!" Leo's expression turned cold. He grabbed Martin's wrist with one hand.

Martin's wrist felt like it was caught in a vice. He howled in pain, "Get him!"

"Let go of Mr. Mason!" Martin's men shouted as they rushed forward, smashing unopened bottles over Leo's head without hesitation.

Clang! Clang!

The sound of shattering glass echoed through the room. Wine and blood splattered everywhere.

"Leo!" Chloe gasped. After living together for nearly two years, she couldn't stay indifferent seeing Leo in this state.

Blood and wine dripped down his face, yet a faint smile appeared, making him look eerie under the dim lights.

The others in the room didn't seem to care. With Martin's status, a few hits meant nothing.

"You dare mess with me?" Martin pulled away and sneered. "I'll give you one chance. Kneel and beg!"

"Martin, don't go too far!" Chloe shouted.

"Haha! Far from it. Your pretty-boy husband is useless. I'll have to show you what being a woman is really like." Martin laughed.

Chloe's cheeks flushed red with anger and helplessness. If Leo had been slightly capable, she wouldn't have been humiliated here.

"Don't push too far!" Leo uttered coldly. If it weren't for his promise to his grandfather, he wouldn't have endured this.

"What, you gonna resist?" Martin mocked and waved. His men closed in again with more unopened bottles.

"Leo, don't be a fool. Kneel and apologize to Mr. Mason. You can't take him on!" Amanda urged. "Chloe, try to reason with him!"

Such was the fate of the powerless. Being humiliated, mocked, and yet never allowed to resist was simply the norm.

"Refusing to kneel? Hit him until he does!" Martin waved.

Clang! Clang!

More bottles smashed against Leo's head, but he didn't flinch. After all this time drawing in his claws, he needed some pain to wake him up.

Seeing him unmoving, more bottles rained down.

Blood and wine poured from his face, staining him red.

"S-Stop hitting him!" Chloe panicked. This was enough to kill a person!

But what could she do?

"Beg me! Beg me, and I'll spare him! Haha!" Martin laughed with a possessive look in his eyes as he glanced at Chloe. Crushing others felt amazing.

"Boss, this guy's head is really hard! He hasn't flinched at all!" one of Martin's men muttered nervously. Any ordinary person would have kneeled long ago, but Leo didn't even make a sound.

"Mr. Mason, that's enough! Have some mercy. I'll entertain you properly somewhere else," Amanda said.

She feared Leo might die. After all, this was her setup.

"Haha, fine. You're not bad, either. I'll give you that pleasure!" Martin said, grabbing Amanda roughly.

Amanda, though not as stunning as Chloe, was charming enough. Once Martin had a taste of her, he wouldn't even forget it.

"Thanks, Mr. Mason!" Amanda gave him a flirtatious glance. She then said to Chloe, "Chloe, get him to a hospital. Poor thing, don't let him get beaten senseless."

"What about you?" Chloe asked. She wasn't leaving Amanda behind. Had she known it was all Martin's men, she wouldn't have come.

"I know Mr. Mason well. He won't hurt me," Amanda said nonchalantly. She pushed Chloe toward the exit while inwardly smirking. She'd set Chloe up, and Chloe still worried about her.

Of course she knew Martin well. Otherwise, how could he have seized the upper hand in this deal?

"Alright." Chloe nodded and grabbed Leo.

He moved as if he had no will of his own.

"Go clean up first. I'll take you to the hospital," Chloe said coldly once outside. Leo had been beaten, yet he didn't react at all.

She didn't ask much of him, but at least he should act like a man.

"I'm fine," Leo said calmly.

"What? Feeling wronged? Thinking I betrayed you?" Chloe sneered. "Don't forget. Our marriage was just a formality anyway."

"No. It's just been a long time since someone's hit me this hard," Leo said.

"Whatever. Do as you please!" Chloe clenched her jaw and left. She thought Leo was just giving up completely.

After watching Chloe leave, Leo went to the bathroom to clean up. He then casually walked out Starlite Karaoke's back door onto a deserted street.

A mysterious, unmarked Bentley pulled up in front of him.

A young man in a tuxedo stepped out. "Sir, this is yours. Your grandfather said to return it!"

Leo was surprised. The man handed him a black card with no markings and an old antique phone.

Inside the Bentley, someone was watching him.

"You old bastard, come out here and face me!" Leo cursed.

Without a word, the young man kicked him to the ground and started beating him.

"Sir, please mind your language next time. It's your grandfather's order."

The young man then got back into the car and drove off.

In a short time, Leo had been beaten twice. Yet, he felt elated. His miserable days were finally over. He no longer had to endure this humiliation.

"Leo, you're not beaten into a daze, are you?" another waiter asked nearby. "Those rich folks aren't people we can mess with."

"Eric, I'm reborn!" Leo laughed.