Contract Marriage: The Replacement Groom
Chapter 447

447 Trouble at the party (1)

Her neck and scalp were hurting, causing her to whimper. (1

"Reuben, here's your woman." He said and threw her to her knees.

"Ahh!" Jeslyn cried as her knees hit the tiled floor without reserve.

Reuben looked at the pain on her face. Ignoring his bleeding cheek and hurting foot, he helped her to her feet while gritting his teeth.

"For twenty-two years, I've been stalking her, and watching her grow. Even when she made impulsive decisions and did things that hurt me, I never laid a finger on her. Davis, who are you to hurt my woman?" his eyes turned deadly as he shifted them to stare at the stupefied Davis who was standing a few meters away from them.

"She hurt you and I thought-"

"When did I tell you she hurt me?" he touched the blood trailing down his cheek. "Indeed, her pencil heels dug my skin out, but I never complained that it hurt me, did I?" He glared at him.

Day's stayed silent for a moment, then simply said, "I'm sorry."

"That's not enough, you'll pay for making her feel pain." He threatened and lowered his gaze to stare at the tired woman in his arms. "Rossa, I'm sorry. Please-".

"Reuben, let me go." She was exhausted from the little defense stance she pulled a moment ago. It wasn't so hard, but why is she feeling weak all of a sudden?

"The drug has kicked in. Sleep, dear. By the time you wake up, everything will be fine." Before Jeslyn could register what he was talking about, he chopped the side of her neck with the edge of his palm and watched her close her eyes and fall on his shoulder.

As he carried Jeslyn and was about to leave, he glared maliciously at Davis. "Don't make a mess of my plans." He left after that.

Davis glared at his disappearing back, no one knew what he was thinking:

"You took the pictures?" he asked no one in sight.

"I've always taken great pictures. You have nothing to worry about," a person said from the back of the

door.

"Don't think too highly of yourself. I have no time to worry about your outcome. If you take wrong pictures, be sure that Reuben would have your head stuck to your mother's room. Follow them," Davis watched the photographer leave before he pulled out his phone and called someone.

"Start the plan," his hard lips stretched into a victorious smile. "I told you, you all are going to pay. Maverick, before you return, I would have ruined everything you hold dear... How can you return? I'm giving you too many credits. Hahahaha..."

At the underground parking lot, Reuben was just driving out when Maverick's car drove in. They missed each other at the entrance. No one saw the other.

He pulled up at the space that Reuben created, got out of the car and entered the massive and

luxurious hotel. He didn't need to introduce himself before one of the staff at the reception respectfully walked him to the banquet hall, where the party was taking place.

As the staff was about to pull the doors open, Maverick grabbed the pull handle and shut his eyes for a moment to envision what his wife's reaction might be. Obviously, he was nervous.

He let go of the door and allowed the staff to pull it open.

As the door slightly opened, what greeted them was bodies thrashing and sprawling on the floor.

"Bang!"

Maverick suddenly pulled the stupefied lady out of the way, just in time to invade the bullet flying towards them. As the bullet flew past, it hit another staff member who was coming out of one of the rooms lined on the passageway.

"Ahh!!"

The lady with Maverick was caught off guard when she was pulled and fell into Maverick's embrace with a cry.

Maverick narrowed his eyes and pushed her off him before he grabbed her hand and ran into the hotel room the dead staff member came out from.

Not

up to thirty seconds later, some men rushed out with guns.

"Where did she go...?" the person stopped talking when they saw the dead body of a female staff

member on the floor.

Two of the men went to check on the body. They turned the girl over and saw the bullet hole in her chest.

"She's dead." One of the men said.

"Carry her into the hall to avoid suspicion. The rest of you, get someone to clean the blood," one of

them ordered.

Maverick who was standing behind the door watched everything that was happening from the pinhole on the door and after the men left, he walked back to the room.

The room had two couples on the bed. The woman was dragging the sheets to cover her chest while also trying to hide her face from Maverick.

Unfortunately, her face had been seen but that has nothing to do with the man who was exuding killing intent.

"What are the routes to get in there?" Maverick asked the staff member.

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"Maverick! How dare you barge in on us?! Get out right-" The young man's words got stuck in his throat when he saw the deadly gaze staring at him.

Maverick ignored them and turned to the staff member. He didn't know who they were and also, he knew he was wrong for barging in on them, so he didn't get angry over the disrespectful way the youngster spoke to him.

She immediately started speaking when those chilling gaze met hers. "The banquet hall has an emergency door that leads to another exit at the back of the building."

"Take me there," Maverick instructed and the staff member nodded.

However, getting to the door, Maverick could faintly hear footfalls stomping around. When he looked through the pinhole, he saw men parading the passageway. He gritted his teeth and went back into

the room.

This is more serious than he thought.

He pulled out his phone and gave Rex a call but his number was unreachable. He called Code 2 but he wouldn't pick up either. Code 10, the same thing. Maverick immediately knew something was wrong, so he called Pink.