Chapter 436 Ruthlessness
Josie sat on a couch in the living room with a jacket over her shoulder. Her body was drenched with red wine. The sight of her timidly lifting her watery eyes made Dexter’s blood boil.
He silently clenched his fists and continued walking forward. A stout man, whose blouse was disheveled, stood at the corner. He chuckled at Dexter and said, “Mr. Russell, it’s a misunderstanding.”
Despite his nonchalant appearance, the words he spat through gritted teeth were tinged with fear. He did not expect Dexter to come!
Dexter let out a cough emotionlessly. “If I didn’t receive the news, you would have gotten your way. But alas, it seems like I’ve ruined your plan!” Dexter’s tone was indifferent, yet it made the man a bundle of nerves. He waved his hands about and stuttered, “I-It’s not that case…”
However, he was caught red-handed and had no room for denial.
Dexter uttered politely, “It’s my bad for ruining your mood today. What about we switch places? I’d like to drink with you.”
The man was confused. Narrowing his eyes, he took a few steps back as his fear augmented. “W-We can drink next time.”
Suddenly, Dexter grasped his collar with a menacing look. It’s too late for next time!”
Before the man realized what was happening. Dexter punched him in the face, causing his nose to bleed.
The man wailed miserably and covered his nose.
Moses averted his gaze when he witnessed the bloody scene. He looked at the fragile woman on the couch and removed the jacket on her to replace it with his. Josie’s shirt was torn apart, and there were red marks on her neck.
“Are you okay?”
Only then did Josie regain her composure. Staring at Moses, she sensed something and turned to look at the tall, familiar figure before her.
As an official whose life was all beer and skittles, the man was defenseless and could only be beaten up by the raging Dexter.
He covered his face and tried not to sound miserable. “Help! Someone, come!”
“Dexter Russell, how dare you offend me for a woman’s sake! You shall bear the consequences
He yelled for help, but to no avail, as no one dared to step in
Dexter’s veins throbbed as he clenched his fists and punched the living daylights out of the man. His eyes were filled with extreme ruthlessness.
Josie clutched the jacket on her tightly. He had seen Dexter in this state several times-cach time, he intended to beat someone to death! She snapped out of her daze and yelled, “Dexter, stop!”
Dexter’s hand stopped midair. The man beneath him was beaten up so badly that he nearly lost consciousness Looking down at the man condescendingly, Dexter regained his usual dignified composure and took out a handkerchief from his pocket to wipe his hand. Then, he threw the handkerchief on the ground and warned. Tll kill you if this happens again.
Josie could barely walk after the horrifying incident. She faced Dexter and said. “That’s enough”
When Dexter heard her hoarse voice filled with fear, he flared up again.
The man, who was lying on the ground, opened his eyes with all his might and threatened ‘Dexter Russell, aren’t you afraid of the consequences for offending me for her?
Dexter remained motionless and shot a disdainful and rageful glare at him. “Bring it on .
