Steven stood there in a black suit, the look on his face was cold enough to freeze the air around him. Those sharp eyes, the ones I had only ever seen during business negotiations, were locked on me as I curled on the floor. This was the first time I'd ever seen rage and pain in them. His voice wasn't loud, but it carried enough authority to silence the entire office. Everyone froze. The same people who had been kicking me, insulting me, and laughing at me now stood stiffly in place. Their hands were still raised, but their arrogance was quickly turning into fear. I lay on the floor as blood ran down my forehead and into my eyes. My whole body hurt as if it had been taken apart, and I could feel a dull, dragging pain from my abdomen. Vanessa was the first to react. She immediately released my hair and replaced her vicious expression with a pitiful, innocent look. Then, she hurried toward my brother, lowering her head like a perfect little victim. "Mr. Whitmore, you're m
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