Comeback Of The Adored Heiress
Chapter 367

“Madisyn, you should apologize while you still have the chance,” someone said.

Asher sneered, his lips curling into a smirk.

Any sign of fear just now disappeared behind his arrogant eyes.

“Feeling scared now, Madisyn? Don’t worry.

If you kneel, beg for forgiveness, and stay with me from this moment on, I might consider letting this slide.

”

Madisyn’s laughter dripped with sarcasm, cutting through the tension like a knife.

“Oh, I’m absolutely shaking in my boots!” she drawled mockingly.

“Terrified! Absolutely terrified!”

“How dare you speak to me like that?” Asher’s temper flared once more, fury twisting his features into something dark and menacing.

He had spent years carving out a reputation in the underworld-a place where fear ruled and respect was earned.

Who the hell did Madisyn think she was, challenging him like this?

Susan, clutching Madisyn’s hand tightly, pleaded, “Madisyn, we need to leave, now!”

The thought of being near Asher for any longer made her skin crawl.

He was a revolting man who thrived on power and cruelty, and she wanted Madisyn to get as far away from him as possible.

But Asher’s gaze shifted to Susan, a predatory gleam in his eyes.

If he couldn’t break Madisyn, he could certainly vent his anger on the weak Susan.

With a vicious snarl, he lashed out, his boot connecting with Susan’s side.

“Shut up, you bitch!”

Susan was thrown against the wall, the impact sending a shockwave of pain through her body.

Madisyn’s eyes burned with fury as she watched her friend crumple to the floor.

Asher, sensing the shift in Madisyn’s demeanor, suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

“Madisyn, if you so much as touch me again, I swear I’ll make you wish you were dead!”

Without replying, Madisyn raised her leg.

A heartbeat later, Asher’s world exploded in agony.

The pain in his lower body was so intense that it sucked the breath out of his Lungs, leaving just enough air for him to let out an ear-piercing scream before passing out cold.

By the time Asher finally regained consciousness, he found himself lying in a hospital bed.

His mother, Yadira Cruz, was hunched over the side, her face streaked with tears.

Despite the throbbing pain coursing through his body, Asher wasn’t too alarmed.

After all, he’d been in countless fights since he was a kid; he was used to the pain.

“Mom, what’s going on?” he rasped, his voice hoarse.

“Why are you crying like that?”

Yadira struggled to speak, her sobs choking off her words.

Asher’s impatience grew.

“Mom, quit crying.

This isn’t the first time I’ve ended up in the hospital.

”

“Asher.

” Yadira finally managed to say, her voice trembling with sorrow.

“You.

You.

”

Asher’s brow furrowed, a knot of unease twisting in his gut.

What could be so bad that it had reduced his usually composed mother to this?

“Just spit it out, Mom.

I’ve been fighting my whole life-this isn’t the worst of it.

What’s there to worry about?”

Yadira took a shuddering breath, her next words like a death sentence.

“Your… Your genitals.

.

They’re.

they’ve been destroyed.

The doctor said you’ll never be able to.

to be a man again.

” Her wail pierced the room, raw and filled with despair.

“Asher, who did this to you? I swear, I’ll hunt them down and make them pay!”

Asher was her only child, and now, their family line was put to an abrupt end!