CHAPTER TEN
Author: ERO HAY
last update2025-03-20 00:44:37

Amanda dragged her wedding dress along as she approached Devin, her face twisted with anger.

“Have you come to ruin my big day? Why are you doing this to me?” Amanda cried out.

“You're doing this on purpose, aren't you? Just because I upgraded from your pathetic ass?” She screamed at him.

“Seriously? Upgrade to marrying a man old enough to be your dad?” Devin said to her face, and she scoffed.

“Who is this man to the bride?”

“How do they know each other?”

“Shut your fucking mouth! This is the last time you raise your hands on my family!” Amanda screamed at Devin who scoffed.

“I never wanted to be here anyways. Have a great wedding,” Devin said with sarcasm, and turned to leave, but Amanda suddenly blocked his path.

"Kneel down and apologize! Otherwise, I won't let you walk out of here alive, you son of a bitch!" Amanda yelled at Devin who laughed at her words.

“You are digging your own fucking grave!” Devin shot back at her.

Amanda flushed with anger. Just as she was about to reply, Luther approached the pair with a shrewd smile on his face.

“Come on now, darling. Let's be kind to the man. He's already going through shit in life…” Luther said to Amanda, kissed her on the cheek and then turned to Devin.

“Tell you what Devin, why don't you slap yourself until she tells you to stop? At least, your worn out knees wouldn't need to contaminate the floor,” Luther proposed with a smile.

Devin gritted his teeth while he gazed at the pair.

“He should do it. A lowlife like him doesn't belong here anyway.” A guest suddenly said out loud.

“I've been saying this! These degenerates do not know their place. How dare he cause such trouble. He should slap himself until the bride is satisfied!” Another one joined in.

“If you have any shred of dignity left, you will apologize right now!”

Soon, more and more guests added their voices, yelling and cursing Devin, telling him to do what Luther and Amanda wanted.

“Everyone, please, let's just calm down. Mr Devin didn't do this on purpose. I can assure you,” Kia begged on Devin's behalf but Amanda scoffed.

“Girl, he's playing you for a fool and you're falling for it. Abandon him and let him burn!” Amanda snapped at Kia.

“Don't waste your words with them, Kia,” Devin told her as more guests pointed their fingers at Devin, yelling and cursing him.

“Oh God, what are you going to now, Devin?” Kia asked him, genuinely concerned.

Devin sneered and calmly took out his phone, he pressed a number.

“Young master, what's with the noise in the background!” Yvonne Hall on the other end of the line asked.

“Cancel this fucking wedding and kick these people out of my auditorium!” Devin commanded and hung up immediately.

Luther laughed out loud when he heard the words. He snorted and stepped closer to Devin.

“You've gone mad, haven't you? Do you think of yourself as a big shot now? You must want to be in MY world so bad that you fake connections!” Luther laughed again.

“You never should have forced me to come in here, Luther. Now, you'll have nothing,”

Devin sneered, while he folded his arms and watched the farce.

But Luther didn't take the words so kindly.

“I've tolerated your foul-mouth for so long. It's time I teach you a lesson your loser of a father should have taught you!”

Luther barked and signaled his personal bodyguards to the scene.

All five of them rushed down, wearing a frown on their faces.

“Teach him a lesson he'll never forget. Don't hold back. I don't care if you break every fucking bone in his body!” Luther commanded and took a step back while the bodyguards surrounded Devin.

But as soon as they closed in, a massive wave of energy surged from Devin's body and the bodyguards, slamming them into walls with bone crushing force!

"What a goddamn amazing clown show! I'm scared shitless!"

Devin adjusted to a more comfortable stance, his defiant gaze boring right into Luther.

The guests exclaimed, and Luther was shocked.

Kia gazed upon Devin with admiration, certain she was starting to fall for him.

“Guess I'll have to finish this myself!” Amanda cried out as she suddenly aimed Luther's gun at Devin.

The guests gasped as Amanda, determined, holds her aim.

“If you do not apologize to me and my family, I'll blow your fucking brains out right now!” She screamed at Devin.

The air hung with tension as Devin remained silent.

But Amanda suddenly fired the gun. The guests screamed and scurried into places to hide as the bullet hit the door.

Devin had dodged it!

“Why won't you just fucking die?!” Amanda screamed and attempted to take a second shot.

But right then, the door was blasted open with a huge bang. The bodyguards at the door were kicked aside by a mob of black - clad guys.

A smoking-hot woman walked in.

It was Yvonne Hall!

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