Powerful Papa with Triplet Babies novel Chapter 110

Chapter 110 Pain shot up Lennon‘s body from his wrist and before he realized it, all strength was drained from his arm, forcing him to let go of Anne.

Anthony twisted his arm in one smooth motion and it was followed by Lennon‘s wail and the sound of bones cracking.

“Scram!”

Lennon had not expected to run into Anthony once again, and immediately crawled away.

Anthony turned to look at Anne‘s wrist and she inched away from his touch. “I don‘t need your concern! All of this is because of you, isn‘t it? You must be pleased now that everyone thinks that I‘m a prostitute and tried to humiliate me every chance they get!”

His expression darkened.

“Well, it‘s just my luck, I guess,” she muttered sarcastically, before walking into the ladies‘ room.

She stared at her reflection in the mirror, her tears were threatening to fall once again, so she looked up to try and reel in her emotions.

By the time they left the restaurant, the sky had already turned dark.

Anne stared outside the car window along the way and scowled when she noticed that they were not on the way back to her apartment. “This isn‘t the way back to my place. Where are you taking me?” He narrowed his eyes sharply. “Somewhere nice.” She chewed on her lip nervously, knowing perfectly well that what he meant by ‘nice‘ could not possibly be anything good. She knew that she might have provoked him and had been tense since she got into the car.

Anthony would not possibly allow her to challenge his authority over and over again, and it was clear that he was running out of patience. On top of that, she suspected him of murder.

Anne regretted her actions earlier. She should have been patient even if she was devastated by her mother‘s death. Anthony was merciless and cruel, and no one would know what horrible act he was capable of. If he was driving her to the outskirts at the moment to bury her alive, she would have no one to blame but her own recklessness.

The car stopped in front of a bar.

Reminded of all the things he had done to her in the past, she could not bring herself to move.

Anthony let her go and she spotted Lucas sitting amongst other men inside the room.

She stiffened and thought to herself, ‘What is Anthony trying to do? Why is Lucas Newman here? What did Anthony mean by ‘just watch? Is he planning to do something to Mr. Newman?‘

Her blood ran cold at the thought. “Sorry for the wait, Mr. Newman.” Anthony unbuttoned his jacket and sat down on the couch with his legs crossed lazily.

“I was simply here early. It‘s an invitation from you, after all,” Lucas said calmly.

Anthony glanced at Anne, who was still standing still. “Come here.” She bit on her lower lip and walked over to sit down next to Anthony. She looked at him, questioning his intention in silence. “Don‘t get all worked up. Mr. Newman is just here for the fun,” Anthony said, before ordering a glass of drink with milder alcoholic content, and placing it in front of Anne.

Everyone else, including Anthony and Lucas had already started drinking, as though this was merely a gathering amongst the rich and powerful.