CHAPTER SIX
Author: ERO HAY
last update2025-03-20 00:39:24

“Holy shit! You dare raise your hands on me?” Jim gasped in shock as he staggered back from Devin's slap.

His ears were still ringing from the impact.

“I'll teach you a fucking lesson!” he yelled at Devin and hurled at him, but Devin picked him up and slammed him on the ground.

"Get the hell away from my son!" Sera rushed forward and helped her son, who was sitting on the ground, to his feet.

The heartache in her eyes condensed into a long spear, and in the next second, she was ready to impale Devin to pieces. And in fact, she did just that with words.

“You're a mother-begotten, father - a forsaken piece of trash!”

“Your mom should've croaked with you in her belly!”

Devin gritted his teeth.

“Sera. Give me that necklace!”

“Or what? What will you do about it, Devin? Beat me up too? Come on! I fucking dare you!” Sera screamed at Devin and took a step closer to him.

Devin was gasping for breath. He didn't want to hit a woman, but Sera, what she was doing right now wasn't even human-like!

“If you're fighting so hard for this necklace, then it must mean so much to you,” she said to Devin.

“Oh, yes. You said it belonged to your mother. The miserable whore must have fucked anything with a dick to afford something like this!” Sera snapped at Devin whose heart churned at the words.

“What the fuck did you just say about my mother?” Devin's voice was like a growl.

Sera felt the terror shoot through her body but she didn't want to reveal it.

“You bloody heard me. Or am I wrong? Weren't you a bastard child of a whore mother? Did your mother ever tell you who your father is?” She said and laughed out loud.

Devin's chest heaved up and down as he listened to her, doing everything within his power not to rip her into two.

“I thought you were smart Devin. Surely you knew your mother was a cheap slut. Only a trashy pussy can birth a lowlife degenerate like you!” She screamed.

“You're the one with the trashy pussy here. How many men did you fuck and suck off even when you were married to your husband?” Devin retorted, and Sera froze.

Devin could see her surprise. He smirked.

“Your daughter told me everything. Stories about how you'd bring home different men in secret just to satisfy your lust. Looking back now, I understand why Amanda is the way she is. I guess the apple really doesn't fall far from the tree!” Devin stated.

“Fucking bastard!” Sera cried out and jumped at Devin, expecting him to move away like he did earlier.

But Devin stood his ground and caught her hand as she attempted to slap him. He pushed her back, and her knees gave way.

Sera crashed to the ground, hitting her butt on the cold hard floor.

And then Jim threw a large brick at Devin.

But Devin caught the brick without even looking up! Jim gasped.

“Like a mother like a son. So predictable!” Devin said with a smirk.

“How did you see that coming, you freak-” Jim didn't finish the statement before Devin threw the rock back at him and broke his head!

“No!” Sera screamed.

“Damn it! Mom! I'm bleeding!” Jim cried as he rolled on the ground, his shirt soaked in blood.

But soon, he couldn't say a word anymore because Devin's fists came raining down on him densely. He was in so much pain that he could barely breathe!

“Just give him the fucking necklace mum!” Jim cried out in agony.

Seeing that she has been defeated, Sera ripped the necklace off her neck and threw it at Devin.

“There. Take the worthless piece of crap. I hope it chokes you if you try to wear it!” She snapped at Devin.

Devin picked up the necklace without another word and walked away from them.

“Don't you ever show your face here again? Do you hear me? I'll cripple you if I ever see you again!” Sera yelled as Devin walked away.

From where she cuddled her son, Sera could see Devin approaching the Porsche that was parked outside.

She frowned while she watched the bald bodyguard- Dreykov- open the door for Devin.

“How is that fucker boarding a porshe?” Jim mumbled as his eyes gazed at the wonder.

Then, Dreykov shot them a glare and they both whimpered. The Porsche zoomed off, leaving the pair perplexed.

***

“Look at what the psychopath did to your brother! He attacked us for nothing!!” Sera cried out to Amanda as she stood with her in the hospital. Luther was there too.

Jim was on the bed, all bandaged up, sulking like a dog.

“Devin even beat me up as well!” Sera added, sobbing profusely. Amanda's heart boiled with anger.

“That bastard doesn't know when to stay down, does he? I'll show him who's boss!” Amanda said and dialed Devin's number.

The phone rang and Devin picked up the call.

“Yes?” He said from the other side.

“You shameless fool! How dare you attack my family? Do you know what the fuck you've done?-”

Devin was at a loss for words. He let out a derisive laugh and didn't wait for even a second more before quickly hanging up the phone. Amanda stuttered.

“Hello? Hello!! The fucker had the guts to end the call?” She scoffed.

“Told you he was good for nothing!” Sera cursed.

“Don't worry mum. I'll take care of this myself!” Amanda declared.

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