Chapter 1170


    “We''ve got neen of them. We''ll have the rest by noon tomorrow."


    “I''m on my way."


    As soon as rk hung up the phone, he called over the couple of staff who had recently been taking


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    care of Carol at home.


    “Keep an eye on her. If any emergency happens, contact me immediately."


    “Understood, Mr. Collins."


    rk sped to confront the scum, fists clenched, ready to beat them senseless.


    Perhaps his fists weren''t enough.


    rk used everything within his reach to hammer into them relentlessly.


    “Spare us, please” one of them pleaded, "We were just following orders."


    "Did your bosses order you to touch her?"


    “N-no."


    “She''s just a defenseless girl. Why couldn''t you leave her alone?"


    rk picked up a chair and smashed it onto the man. The chair splintered upon impact.


    The man was drenched in blood, looking up at rk with fear in his eyes, wanting to back away but


    rk grabbed him again, beating him over and over.


    "You wanted trouble with me? Well, here I am. Come at me."


    rk proceeded to give them a thorough beatdown.


    “Any man whoys a hand on a woman is no man at all."


    rk mmed one of their heads into the wall.


    “Are you even human?"


    The man was barely breathing, yet rk continued to pound him with his fists.


    "Calling you beasts would be an insult to beasts."


    After what felt like an eternity, rk looked around at the room filled with battered bodies, his eyes


    welling up with anger.


    A group of lowlifes bullying an innocent, cheerful girl.


    He remembered Crystal''s radiant smile and bubbly personality.


    rk wanted nothing more than to bury them alive!


    "Mr. Collins, your hands are injured,” Someone noticed as rk left the room and quickly approached


    him, “Should I get you a band-aid?"


    “No need." rk said, just before getting in his car to leave, "Make sure to keep torturing them."


    “Understood."


    On the other side.


    Alger and Celeste stayed by their daughter''s body, tearfully sleepless.


    Their most precious part of their lives was gone.


    They felt empty.


    "Celeste, if you don''t want to eat, at least drink some water.’ Louisa sobbed, “How can Crystal rest


    peacefully if you''re like this?"


    “I want her to be restless.” Celeste''s dry eyes welled up with tears again, "I want her to feel guilty and


    restless. I want her to wake up."


    Louisa felt even more heartbroken upon hearing this.


    She knew that Crystal would never wake up again, her body had already turned ice-cold.