The Runaway Groom
Chapter 704

Chapter 704

Enrique clutched his head and curled into a baw, his innards felt as if they were crumbling when someone kicked him in the stomach. Sweating buckets from the pain, he cried, "I-l really don't know..."

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James joined in as well and aimed a vicious kick at Enrique's chest! "Argh!" Enrique screamed as a loud crunch resounded, as if the sound of a rib breaking.

He clutched his chest and turned pale, and started convulsing as if having trouble breathing.

James told everyone to stop right then, or they might kill him. "Honestly, did you boys have to go that far?"

Everyone looked up and stared at him for a long while, as if to say “look who's talking’.

After all, James clearly did the most damage just now.

Still, James cleared his throat and snapped, "What are you looking at me for?"

Everyone continued to stare at him regardless, so he waved them off." Fine, fine. That was my bad. Check him if he's alive."

One of the men in black dropped to a crouch and checked if Enrique was breathing-he certainly was, and hard.

"He's not dying soon,” the man said, standing up.

Isaac looked down at Enrique then. "I won't let Harvey die no matter what I put him through, but that's not the case for you. So? Made up your mind yet?"

Enrique was trembling, but he stammered, "I- really don't know anything..."

He was certainly loyal to Harvey.

That clobbering hurt like hell, just as death was frightening.

But after that, there was nothing-you would not feel a thing, and you would slowly be forgotten in time.

It was a frightening thought, but some people retained their faith despite that.

And because Harvey had never treated Enrique harshly, he would never betray Harvey.

Isaac actually raised a brow, surprised that Enrique was that loyal. "Should we wake Harvey?" James suggested quietly.

As Isaac looked up at him, he quickly explained, "He's not afraid to die, but we might loosen Harvey's mouth if he sees his own people being hurt.”

Isaac did not even think about it. “Let's go with that.”

Naturally, it was difficult to make someone so loyal talk, so James's suggestion was actually good.

James quickly beckoned, and a doctor woke Harvey with a needle. He opened his muddle eyes, his body aching all over and his limbs immobile.

The agony made him wish he was dead.

“What... now..." He pursed his lips, his throat so dry his voice was left endlessly hoarse.

He wanted to taunt and mock, but he did not even have the strength. James stood by his bed, saying, "We're not doing anything to you." Harvey snorted, but his voice was barely audible.

"Bring him over," James said then, and his men dragged Enrique up to Harvey's bed so that Harvey could see him. "It's fine. You don't have to say a thing."

Harvey was furious. "Do anything you want with me. It's all my plan... Don't take it out on others..."

"Heh," James chuckled. "You are in no position to discuss terms with us."

Then, raising his hand, he barked, "Do it!"

His men once again clobbered Enrique until he was clutching his head and screaming!

It was a blood-curdling scene.

Harvey tried to cup his ears so that he would not have to listen, but James held his hands in his place to ensure that he would.

"Quite the melody, don't you agree?" He smiled.

Harvey glared at him, but he was soon flustered from Enrique’s shrill cries.

That man was the most loyal subordinate he had-was he supposed to just watch as they killed him?

Who else would be willing to take his side from now on?!

"Stop!" he bellowed with every ounce of strength he had.

“What, do you have something to say?" James asked.

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