Chapter 29


    Han’s rage burned fiercely, his forehead creasing with visible veins as his fury threatened to boil


    over.


    His gaze locked onto Liam, cold and unyielding, as he struggled to contain his wrath, his body.


    vibrating with a palpable aura of violence and menace.


    Han seethed with indignation, thinking, “This was the sister who had loved me the most in the


    past, and this man dared to treat her with such cruelty. He is asking for death!”


    If it weren’t for Tracy and Floris’s presence, Han would have torn Liam to pieces without a


    second thought.


    “Who are you to interfere in our family’s affairs?” Liam spat out, ring daggers at Han as he


    struggled to free himself. “Let go of me!”


    Despite his struggles, Liam found himself unable to break free from the iron grip of Han’s hand.


    His efforts were in vain, as Han’s grip was unyielding and relentless.


    “Apologize!”


    Han stared coldly at Liam, and with a sudden burst of strength, he tightened his grip on the


    man’s wrist, causing him to wince in pain.


    “Crack!”


    The cracking sound was apanied by the sickening sound of Liam’s wrist snapping, the bones


    in his hand contorting grotesquely on impact.


    “Ah!”


    Liam writhed in agony as the pain in his wrist became unbearable. “It hurts, it hurts so much!”


    Liam’s face twisted in agony, hisplexion drained of color, as he writhed on the ground, wailing


    in pain. His screams echoed down the hospital hallway, causing nearby patients to peek out of their


    rooms in confusion.


    “Listen up, this is thest time I’ll be telling you: apologize to my sister right this moment!” Han


    spoke with an icy tone, his voice piercing through the air like a sharpened de.


    “Your sister?”


    It was only after a moment of silence that Liam finally reacted, his eyes widening in shock. “Wait a


    minute, are you the younger brother of Floris Hammond?” he asked, his voice carrying a hint of


    disbelief.


    “Snapped!”


    Han didn’t even let him finish his sentence. In one swift motion, he delivered a hard, stinging p


    to Liam’s face. The impact was so strong that his face turned red and swelled immediately. Blood


    trickled from the corner of his mouth, evidence of the severity of the blow. Liam was left reeling from


    the attack, seriously injured and struggling to maintain his bnce.


    “This p is what you get forying a hand on my sister!”


    Han’s eyes turned icy cold, and he spoke deliberately, pausing between each word for emphasis.


    “Now, apologize to me right this instant!”


    “You think you can bring your family to attack me, you little bitch Floris Hammond?” sneered Liam,


    his tone dripping with contempt. “I’m warning you. I’m the General Manager of the Fortune Group!


    “If youy a finger on me, the Fortune Group’s matriarch won’t let you get away with it!”


    Liam gritted his teeth and red fiercely at Han and Floris with a look of sheer fury in his eyes.


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    “How dare you still threaten me?” Han asked, his tone turning even colder.


    Floris spun around hastily upon hearing the words, her eyes widening in shock and fear. She could


    see the dangerous glint in Han’s eyes and knew that things could escte quickly if he took


    action. “Han, please don’t do anything,” she pleaded urgently, her voice trembling with anxiety.


    The Fortune Group was a well-known and respectedrgepany in Lightdom City, renowned for


    its sess and influence. It was considered on par with the Mapleturz Group, another major yer


    in the business world.


    Furthermore, as far as she knew, Liam had been involved with the matriarch of the Fortune Group,


    and it was because of her that he had divorced Floris.


    “Heh, are you scared now?” sneered the man, taunting Han with a malicious grin. “If I recall


    correctly, your name is Han Jaber, right? Why don’t youe over here and hit me?”


    Liam was seething with anger and arrogance as he locked eyes with Han. “If youy a finger on


    me, I promise you that your sister will pay a hundred times the price!” he threatened, his voice


    laced


    with venom.


    “I can’t stand it when people try to threaten me!”


    Han’s eyes turned even colder as he said nothing and swiftly kicked Liam. The force of the blow


    was so powerful that Liam flew over 16 feet andnded outside the room, vomiting blood as hey


    on the ground.


    After delivering a brutal blow to Liam Hammond, Han felt the urge to go after and teach him a


    lesson.


    At that moment, Floris hurriedly reached out and grabbed Han’s arm. “Han, please don’t keep


    hitting him. Let’s not make things worse,” she pleaded, her voice urgent and anxious.


    Floris pulled back Han, and his anger subsided slightly for a moment.


    However, when Han saw the scar on his sister’s arm, his expression changed. “What is this?” he


    asked, his voice full of concern and anger.


    Floris quickly withdrew her arms and covered the scar with her sleeves. She spoke quickly and


    nervously, trying to downy the severity of the injury. “No, it’s nothing,” she said, hoping to deflect.


    attention away from the scar and avoid further questions or scrutiny.


    Han strode over to Floris and firmly grabbed her arm, pulling up her sleeve to reveal the scar.


    As he pulled up Floris’s sleeve, Han’s eyes fell upon a bruised and injured arm.


    There were knife wounds, cigarette burns, scratches, and even bite marks, each a testament to the


    abuse and mistreatment she had endured.


    As Han examined Floris’s arm more closely, he could see it was covered in scars of all kinds,


    twisting and turning like earthworms across her skin.


    As Han beheld the scene before him, his eyes grew cloudy and watery, his expression a mix of


    sadness, anger, and determination. His entire body shook with rage, and he knew that he needed to


    take action to protect his sister and ensure that justice was served.


    “What is this?” Han gritted his teeth, his eyes turning red with anger and emotion.


    He lifted his sister’s other arm and then squatted down to inspect her calf.


    As Han continued to inspect his sister’s body, he could see that she had shocking scars on both


    her arms and legs, evidence of the physical abuse that she had endured. The wounds were deep


    and twisted, and it was clear that she had suffered greatly at the hands of her abuser.


    As Han Jaber continued to inspect his sister’s scars, his sense of fear and anger only grew


    stronger. The more he saw, the more horrified he became, and the more he realized the extent of


    the abuse


    that his sister had suffered.


    Each scar that Han saw was like a sharp sword, piercing his heart with a sense of sorrow and


    helplessness.


    An endless wave of anger swept through Han Jaber’s body.


    At that moment, Han’s blood was boiling with anger and hatred. His eyes turned red, and it felt as


    if the fury within him was reaching a boiling point.


    He came to a chilling realization. “This is domestic violence!”


    The realization hit Han like a ton of bricks – every scar on his sister’s body was the result of


    domestic violence.


    “Don’t look, Han. I did this all by myself. It has nothing to do with Liam. Please, don’t fight Liam.


    We are not their opponents,” she said, her voice pleading and desperate.


    Floris reached out and grabbed her brother’s hand, her eyes filling with tears as she shook her head


    with an aggrieved expression. She held onto his hand tightly, hoping to convey her fear and


    vulnerability to him and prevent any further conflict.


    Liam had been domestically abusing her for years, and the abuse had intensified since Liam had an


    affair with the matriarch of the Fortune Group. Liam had been using the abuse to try to force Floris


    to divorce him, and it was clear he had no regard for her safety or well-being.


    She had divorced Liam a month ago.


    Despite his history of domestic abuse and mistreatment, Liam had joined the Fortune Group as an


    executive. This was likely a concerning development for Floris, as it meant that her ex-husband


    would have ess to significant power and resources within thepany.


    Floris was well aware of the Fortune Group’s reputation and the consequences that mighte


    from taking action against Liam. She knew that if they were to take action against Liam, the Fortune


    Group would likely try to protect him and may even retaliate against them.


    Despite Floris’s fear and uncertainty about the situation, she was determined not to implicate her


    family.


    Floris was willing to make apromise to protect her family. She begged Han not to confront.


    Liam or take any action that could endanger their family.


    Han reassured his sister, “Sis, don’t worry. Nothing will happen.


    Take care of Tracy, and I’ll take care of the rest!”


    Han gritted his teeth, trying to suppress his volcanic anger as he approached Liam. He didn’t


    want to put his family in danger, but he also knew he needed to confront Liam and bring him to


    justice for the abuse he inflicted on his sister. With a heavy heart, he gently closed the door to his


    sister’s hospital room and walked towards Liam, ready to take on whatever challengesy ahead.


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    After seeing the scars on his sister’s body, Han finally understood why his mother said his sister


    was having a bad time.


    The many scars on Floris’ hands and feet were a testament to the pain and misery she had endured


    over the years. It was clear that she had suffered greatly at the hands of her abuser and that the


    scars on her body were a physical representation of the emotional and psychological scars that she


    carried


    with her.


    The root cause of all the pain and suffering that Floris had endured was Liam, her ex-husband, and


    abuser.


    As Liam got up, he red at Han with ferocious eyes, his voice filled with anger and contempt.


    “Han Jaber, do you know who I am?”


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    Liam threatened Han, saying, “I warn you, I am the future son-inw of the Fortune Group. The


    Fortune Group will wipe out your whole family if you dare to touch me!”


    Han had a grim expression as he heard Liam’s threat.


    Liam shed a smug smile and exuded confidence. “You’re scared, aren’t you?” he taunted. “Come


    on, be smart, and get down on your knees to apologize. Otherwise, mark my words. Every member


    of the Jaber family will face their demise!” Liam’s words wereden with a threat that spoke to the


    culture and customs of the localmunity.


    In his view, backed by the Fortune Group, he had the freedom to act without morals. He believed he


    could manipte Han at his whim and even wield enough power to crush his entire family easily.


    His confidence was fueled by the support of the powerful Fortune Group, allowing him to act with


    impunity.


    “Thud!”


    Before he could utter another word, Han swiftly kicked Liam with such force that his mouth was


    immediately filled with blood, and his teeth shattered. As he fell backward, his head mmed


    against the wall, blood oozing from the wound.


    Liam stared in disbelief at Han. “You dare to hit me?” he gasped, his eyes wide with shock.


    “Are you out of your mind? I’m the future son-inw of the Fortune Group!” Liam eximed in


    outrage.


    He couldn’t believe it. “I’ve already reported you to the Fortune Group, yet you still dare to attack


    me?”


    Han retorted, “What about the Fortune Group?”


    Han’s expression turned cold as he lifted Liam from the ground and pressed him against the wall.


    He spoke with icy determination, “You were lucky that my sister decided to marry you. How dare


    youy a hand on her, you despicable scum!


    “Today, you’ll pay the price a hundred times over!” Han dered firmly.


    “How dare you?” Liam retorted with anger.


    Before Liam could finish his sentence, Han swiftly struck him with lightning speed, delivering a


    powerful punch to his left shoulder.


    “Crack!”


    Liam’s left shoulder de shattered instantly, and his arm hung limply, causing intense pain. His


    face twisted in agony, and he turned pale as paper, sweat pouring down his forehead.


    “Ah!”


    The sound of piercing screams filled the corridor in an instant.