Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 2284

Kyrie's face had turned as black as coal. He silently cursed, 'Damn it! That bitch had played me hard and good.'

He realized he had been set up in a trap. Yet there was nothing he could say in his defense, especially since the hallway had surveillance cameras that had caught him walking in with Aspen, looking overly intimate, and even trying to touch her afterward.

One of the foreigners, Pierre Sanders, said, "Kyrie, just moments ago, I still admired you for your exceptional martial arts skills and noble background. But now, in the eyes of us gentlemen, you're nothing but a complete beast. Fuck you, you bastard!"

Pierre cursed outright, which only made Kyrie's rage boil over. He was the real victim here, yet these clueless foreigners dared to insult him.

He finally snapped and fired back. "Fuck you, you bald old bastard! Fuck you, and your whole family, too!"

Even though Kyrie's accent was thick, Pierre could tell Kyrie was cursing at him. His temper flared as he removed his suit jacket, ready for a fight.

He growled, "I hate nothing more than men who bully women, especially beautiful women. Kyrie, tonight I'll see what kind of tricks the Harding family really has. In fact, I've always wanted to tell you that you're nothing but a useless piece of trash."

Kyrie's veins bulged on his forehead. Pierre was also a martial artist, and his strength was not weaker than Kyrie's. Hence, their private dealings in Chetvine had always been tense.

But now, being mocked so openly, Kyrie lost all patience.

"Fine, then I'll give you foreign dogs a lesson you won't forget!" he roared, his temper snapping completely.

Just then, the crowd parted as a group of men strode in with authority.

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