Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook
Chapter 2074

Meanwhile, her husband looked around slyly, entertaining the vile thought of indulging himself before passing Raegan on to Korbin.

Mitchel’s expression turned to one of revulsion at such repulsive thoughts.

Without warning, his cane flew from his grasp!

“Clang!” The black custom-made cane struck the husband’s head, blood instantly welling from the wound.

“Ouch…” He grasped his head, wailing in agony.

“Who the hell hit me!” The cane had moved too swiftly.

He was unprepared for the blow and staggered from the force.

The plump woman saw who had thrown the cane.

It was the man they called the “cripple.

” She barked orders, “Darling, tie them up.

Send this guy to the wild, and this lady to Korbin’s pleasure.

To hell with them!”

Her husband, excited to comply, barked at the driver, “You useless, blind old man, what are you standing around for? Cuff the man first!”

Assuming Mitchel posed no threat, they expected the driver to easily restrain him.

Then, they would summon the bodyguards to take both captives to their vehicle.

As the driver approached Mitchel, Raegan braced herself for disappointment, having thought the driver honorable.

But the driver straightened up, gave her a respectful bow, and said, “Chasen just told me of your kindness, that you’ve been good to him.

Thank you, miss!”

Raegan, taken aback by the unexpected show of gratitude, quickly gestured in dismissal.

“I hardly did anything noteworthy.

It’s Chasen who has a keen sense of justice.

He’s the one who deserves praise.

”

The plump woman’s husband, consumed by fury, bellowed, “What are you thanking her for? I ordered you to hit them!”

Facing the plump woman’s husband, the driver declared, “Sir, I can’t be a party to this.

I must stand by this gentleman and this Lady!”

The husband, accustomed to being in command, was livid.

He should have been the one giving orders, and yet there he stood! He shouted in outrage, “What’s gotten into you, you old coot? Thinking of quitting your job and begging in the streets?”

With a defiant motion, the driver stripped off his tie, rolled up his sleeves to reveal a surprising muscular build, and announced, “I quit!”

The plump woman and her husband were rendered speechless.

They had pegged Chasen’s father as feeble, ever the timid and aging figure.

His presence was never felt in their schemes.

They relegated him to the car, deeming him too feeble to be of use.

Little did they know, Chasen’s father had been masking his true capabilities, choosing not to partake in their nefarious activities.

The husband threatened with a sneer, “You quit? Well, better watch out.

I could go after your boy.

”

He was cut short by a swift breeze.

Chasen’s father’s fist connected with the husband’s face as he thundered, “Lay a finger on my son, and it’ll be the last thing you do!”

“Shit! Ah!” The plump woman’s husband let out a piercing scream.

Already reeling from the blow to his head, a punch to the face added insult to injury, turning his visage into a garish canvas, almost laughable in its absurdity.

At this scene, Chasen leaped up, his applause resonating through the air, “Dad, you’re a hero!”

In his son’s admiring gaze, Chasen’s father found renewed strength.

He turned to the husband decisively.

“I’ll be turning the car’s dashcam footage over to the Ambrosia police.

You won’t escape justice for your crimes here!”