My Billionaire Mom
Chapter 422

Meanwhile, in Landon's ward.

Landon stared at his broken leg. It was no longer painful but his heart still filled with resentment whenever he looked at it.

This was all Chuck's fault.

"Landon, you have to understand. I did what I had to do," Leonardo explained when he had come over to visit him.

"Grandpa, who was that guy?" Landon asked as his eyes gradually filled with hatred.

In the past few days, he had been plotting to replace ways to have someone to kill Chuck. He wanted him torn into pieces.

"I'm not sure, but his family is high-ranked in the whole world! They are so much more powerful than our family," Leonardo sighed. He had looked further into that specific tech company in the United States in these few days and was shocked by his own replaceings.

The market value of the company had exceeded 50 billion dollars.

It was difficult to fathom.

Indeed, it was a terrifying concept!

Moreover, it was still growing at this moment. Once they start mass-producing the experimental alloy, it was just a matter of time before they would garner millions upon billions of dollars in the future.

It should be known that the company studied not only a novel type of alloy but also developed some other medication as well. If it could develop drugs to cure cancer and terminal illnesses, it's value was incomprehensible!

The amount of income it got would shock the whole world.

"Even more powerful than us?" Landon asked bitterly.

He contemplated a bit on it and thought that made sense. If it weren't for Chuck's powerful background, how could his grandfather yield and beat him up? However, he still couldn't accept the fact that Chuck's family had more money than him. He really just couldn't!

"That's right. Just don't mess with Chuck anymore. If anyone could take us out, it would be him," Leonardo said with a sigh.

He didn't expect that the Allen family would put their head down for someone else in the country.

"Grandpa, I..." Landon started to speak. He hated this.

"Forget about it. Have a good rest, alright? If you need anything, just tell me right away. We'll do our best to satisfy you," Leonardo said and then walked out.

Landon raged and destroyed everything he could get his hands on at the moment.

In his anger, he got up from his bed and started limp towards the door. At this exact moment, there was a knock on the door. "Come in," Landon said with narrowed eyes.

The door opened and Patricia walked in. A perverted smile appeared on Landon's face. "You came just in time. Now, come here!"

He had been planning to cause a rampage outside to quell his anger. However, now that Patricia was here, he could take it out on her.

However, he caught a glance at someone else that was accompanying Patricia. He was enraptured. The woman was wearing a baseball cap but she was so beautiful... Landon was instantly attracted to her.

Yvette's beauty was definitely indescribable. In front of her, Patricia, an attractive woman as well, was outmatched.

Both her appearance and figure were extremely immaculate.

She was very curvaceous too.

"Who is this?" Landon asked, pointing at Yvette. What was a beauty like her doing here?

When Patricia saw Landon's expression, she secretly rejoiced at his redirected attention.

After all, Landon's eyes were now fixated on Yvette. Maybe her bodyguard could take her place instead.

It was a selfish thought but Patricia couldn't help thinking about it being a possibility.

"Whack!"

Landon gave Patricia's face a tight slap, confounding her. Her cheek burned red.

"I asked you a question. Answer me!" Landon sneered.

"M-my cousin," Patricia stammered out. The fiery pain on her face made her feel ashamed. She had been hit by Landon last time when they were alone. But now, it felt different with Yvette, an outsider, around. She really wanted to fight for her dignity.

However, she merely kept quiet. She didn't have Chuck's capabilities so if she fought back, she knew her family would suffer for it.

"Cousin?" Landon smiled gently and looked kind for a moment. He beckoned Yvette to him and said, "You. Come here."

There was ice in Yvette's stare. When she saw Landon slap her employer like that, she almost couldn't control herself from fighting back.

It was her responsibility to protect Patricia after all.

Despite this, Patricia merely touched her slapped cheek and didn't say anything. Yvette couldn't do anything about it either without her orders.

"Thwack!"

Landon slapped Patricia again and said, "Go. Ask her to come over."

The humiliation Patricia felt brought tears to her eyes. She looked at Yvette, beckoning her over with her eyes.

After a moment of silence, Yvette walked over and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Hello, Cutie, what's your name?" Landon asked as his eyes roved all over her.

Yvette didn't answer.

"You're so much more beautiful than your cousin. You're simply stunning," Landon chuckled. It was true. Her cold persona in particular made people want to dominate her.

Yvette frowned at that and replied, "What are you trying to say?"

"What do you think?" Landon snickered and grabbed at Patricia's hair. "On your knees!" he barked.

The strong sense of shame Patricia felt had only intensified. She was struggling to get out of his grip when Landon suddenly threw her to the ground, giving her another slap. "You asked for it!"

At that moment, Patricia had really wanted to die. She couldn't take this humiliation anymore.

Yvette helped Patricia up, proceeded to glare at him, and asked, "What are you trying to do here?"

If Yvette were alone, she would have killed Landon much earlier.

However, her employer had not spoken up yet so she had no choice but to resist.

"Me? Your cousin didn't tell you who I am, did she?" Landon asked as he limped over.

"She did," Yvette replied.

"Well, then you should know better to defy me. Come on, get down on your knees," he ordered.

Yvette's glared at him, her voice going dangerously low, "Say that again, I dare you."

"Oh, you have some guts!" Landon chuckled, "Your cousin was just beaten up by me right here. She's nothing but a slave in my eyes. You, however, are much more prettier than she is so I'll give you a chance to redeem yourself. So, come on. On your knees."

Patricia noticed Yvette's demeanor had turned even colder so she hurriedly crawled up to her. If Yvette decided to make a move now, they would be finished. She had to stop her.

"Don't," Patricia restrained Yvette's hands as she warned.

Yvette scowled at that. "Snap!"

Landon had landed a slap on Yvette's face, and her gaze sharpened menacingly. Her hands had been held by Patricia so she had no way of defending herself from him. Her face burned with agony.

"It really does feel great to slap such a beautiful woman," Landon smirked triumphantly. Chuck had pissed him off so he was going to unleash his rage onto these women.

"Don't." Patricia's pleading continued, "Please. My family's going to suffer if you resist him."

Yvette's eyes burned with hatred as she uttered, "Let go."

"Thwack!"

Landon slapped Yvette's face again. Yvette didn't even flinch but her face had turned redder. Her cheek now bearing an eye-catching palm print. "How dare you even think of fighting back! I can have your whole family killed at a moment's notice, you hear me?!" Landon yelled his threats.

Yvette clenched her fists tightly. She looked at Patricia, feeling utterly disappointed. Why would she take this abuse from such a man?

In that instant, she played back the time when she had been hit by a car dealer from when she had gone to buy a car. At the time, she hadn't resisted as well because she was unable to. Now, it seemed like Patricia was in the same situation as she once was.

Yvette let out a pitiful sigh at the thought. She felt sympathetic towards Patricia.

"Young Master Allen, please stop hitting her," Patricia begged Landon. She realized that if Landon kept going, her bodyguard was going to lash out. All she could do now was beg for him to stop.

"Do you think I'll stop just because you asked?" Landon slapped Patricia in the face again with his other hand, yelling, "Do you know why I asked you to come here? You've made me even angrier!" Patricia covered her burning cheek with her hands. She really didn't have the courage to resist his abuse. She didn't know what to do.

"I know. Of course, I do! But I just... I want to talk to you," Patricia said, having gathered up her courage.

"Talk? You want to speak to me? Do you think you have the right to do that while standing? Why aren't you kneeling?!" Landon grinned maniacally as he said.

Patricia was too mortified to even get down on her knees at this point.

She really wanted to run out now, but what would happen to the Dawson family if she did?

"Then, I'll make you!" Landon threatened and kicked Patricia. She fell to the ground with her hands covering her stomach. Her face had gone pale.

"Do you really think I like you? The Dawson family is rubbish to me. If I want to step on you, I will. If I want you to get on your knees for me, you shall. If you don't, I'll make sure you regret it with your life!" Landon bellowed as he limped in front of Patricia. He had been humiliated by Chuck before so now, he had to regain his dignity by inflicting it on someone else.

"On your knees! Do you hear me?"

Patricia sat up from the floor in shame and with tears welled up in her eyes. "What should I do?" she wondered helplessly.