Chapter 423 This Isn’t an Act!
Isaac fearfully begged for mercy, “Young Master Brian; Young Master Brian, it has nothing to do with me! Young Master Brian, please let me go!”
However, Brian simply glanced at him coldly without saying anything. Then, he left.
Half an hour later, Brian arrived at Muse Peninsula and immediately saw Eugene, who was waiting for him at the underground parking garage. His mind went blank. When it came to Eugene, he only felt extraordinarily furious—the same way one would feel when meeting one’s enemy. Thus, he got out of the car and walked over mechanically.
When Eugene saw him walking over empty-handed, he asked with a frown, “Why did you ask me to come down and get you if you’re empty-handed?”
On the other hand, the corner of Brian’s lips curved upward into a smile, and that smile was chillingly frightening. Without waiting for Eugene to question what was going on, his fist flew toward Eugene without any warning.
Eugene avoided the punch instinctively, confusedly asking, “What are you doing?!”
At that moment, he had no idea that his brother wanted to kill him. He thought that people might be monitoring them from the side. Although he no longer cared, he played along with Brian’s act and pretended to fight with him. However, he gradually realized that something was amiss. His brother was throwing punches endlessly, and every blow was lethal! This isn’t an act! By then, he had already taken several blows.
“What on earth is wrong with you?!”
Brian remained silent. Moreover, he didn’t even give Eugene the chance to catch his breath. His heart felt like it was burning with flames of fury—so much so that all the organs in his body were hurting.
In the beginning, Eugene merely avoided the attacks. Unfortunately, Brian was skillful. Not only that, but he also fought desperately and without care—he was fighting to kill. Thus, Eugene had no choice but to fight back. Only then could he manage to get a short breather. “Brian, are you insane?!”
However, Brian continued to stay silent. Like a robot that had been pre-programmed, his punches kept coming—it was like he didn’t feel pain.
On the other hand, Eugene did his best to fight Brian without hurting him too badly. He arrived here so late; something must have happened just now.
Perhaps, he is trying to vent out his emotions. Or perhaps, he had been provoked. No matter what the reason, he isn’t in the mood to talk. All he wants to do is fight. If so, I have no choice but to keep up with him.
Meanwhile, his phone kept ringing non-stop and he guessed that the calls were from Olivia. After all, they had been exchanging blows for nearly 30 minutes by now.
“Brian, if you have something to say, can’t we sit down and discuss it?”
Still, Brian continued to remain silent. His fists were already incapable of swinging, yet he continued swinging them. It felt like he wasn’t planning to stop until he exhausted himself. The truth is so hard to swallow! If I were a woman, I’d be wailing and weeping by now. Just a few days ago, I was even trying to come up with excuses for Eugene, thinking that perhaps he had his own dilemmas.
Not only that, but I also felt fortunate for finding another place to call home! But now, I learned that I’m incurably foolish. That so-called home is nothing more than Snow White’s poisoned apple—it was a trap to poison me!
He could understand the reason behind Eugene’s betrayal. After all, Eugene chose to betray him and his mother out of self-protection. But! I can’t believe he arranged for our mother’s death just for the sake of protecting himself! How am I supposed to forgive that?! I know that when people are forced to choose between harming others or harming themselves, they will choose to harm others.
But, that woman was our mother! Is he even human?! How can I ever forgive him?! Thus, the unspeakable anger in his heart could only be transferred into his fists as he lashed out blindly. Just die like this! It’ll be over once you die!
Olivia had been waiting upstairs for a very long time. Even so, the two brothers didn’t come upstairs. Moreover, they were not answering their phones. Unable to contain her worry, she came downstairs. As a result, she saw the two brothers locked in a fistfight at the underground parking garage.
Not only that but their faces were also sporting bruises, especially Eugene—his face was covered in bruises. Shocked and frightened, she hurriedly rushed forward. “Hey! What are the two of you doing?!”
Under normal circumstances, the two brothers would have listened to her words.
