TimeNovelChapter 101 Losing It Sierra's eyes welled up with tears, but her voice was cold and firm.
Benson felt uneasy and suddenly overwhelmed. Just as he was about to say something, the door to the private
room burst open with a powerful kick.
Theo stood at the doorway, dressed in a black trench coat. His dark eyes were deep and unreadable. His
expression was cold and imposing, exuding an icy presence that made it hard for anyone to meet his gaze.
Hanson, who had been holding Sierra down, turned around. The moment he saw Theo, his face twisted with
irritation.
"Who the hell are you? Barging in like this—do you believe | won't beat the crap out of you?!"
The moment Theo saw Sierra's wrists being forcefully grabbed, his eyes turned bloodshot. Without hesitation, he
strode forward and kicked Hanson away, pulling Sierra into his arms, and shielding her protectively.
Seeing the red marks on her wrists, Theo's eyes flickered with a slight tremor. A chilling darkness seeped into his
gaze, and his once-cold demeanor instantly twisted into something ruthless and menacing.
Shrugging off his trench coat, he wrapped it around Sierra, pulled out a chair, and guided her to sit.
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"You dare kick me?! I'll smash your damn head in!" Hanson roared as he stumbled back, his rage flaring.
"Hanson!"
Benson had barely recovered from his shock at Theo's sudden entrance. Seeing Hanson about to throw hands,
he snapped back to reality and yelled, trying to stop him. But it was already too late.
Hanson grabbed a liquor bottle, swinging it straight at Theo with full force.
Theo raised his arm without hesitation, blocking the attack, and keeping Sierra safely behind him. The bottle
shattered, slicing across his long, slender wrist. Blood splattered, but Theo's expression remained completely
unfazed. Without hesitation, he swung his leg forward, slamming his foot hard into Hanson's chest just as the
guy charged at him with another bottle. The impact sent Hanson flying straight into the wall.
With a loud crash, Hanson felt it-the sickening snap of his bone breaking. Pain shot through him, his face twisting
as he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
A dark figure loomed over him. He lifted his head and saw Theo standing over him, towering like an executioner.
His gaze was sharp, piercing, and brimming with a bloodthirsty gleam.
At that moment, Hanson felt real fear—the kind that only comes when staring death in the face.
"No, no-please, don't-Ahh!"
He tried to beg, but before he could get another word out, Theo's leather shoe cdown hard on his wrist,
pressing down mercilessly.
He screamed in pain, his gut-wrenching cries making everyone in the room go stiff. The color drained from their
faces, especially Sophie_she went completely pale.
He could tell this guy was here for Sierra.
Could he be the sman Sierra was holding hands with that night?
Her eyes lit up as realization struck. Ignoring the fear gnawing at her, she blurted out, "Sierra, so this is the man
you're betraying Benson for, isn't it? You refused to make up with Benson because you're already sneaking
around with someone else! You're a liar and a cheat, and now you're trying to pin the blonand Benson?
You have no shame!"
"Shut up!"
A furious shout erupted beside her, making Sophie flinch in shock. She turned, startled. "Benson, why are you
yelling at me?" Sophie asked, her voice laced with hurt.
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"He's my uncle." Benson's voice was hoarse as he finally spoke.
"Your... uncle?"
Sophie's face went deathly pale. Staring at the man, who radiated pure menace, she flashed disbelief in her
eyes. Her legs suddenly felt weak.
"Benson... help me—ahh!"
Hanson's bloodcurdling scream tore through the room. His hands were crushed beneath Theo's shoe, blood
seeping onto the floor. Just looking at it was enough to make anyone's stomach turn.
Benson rushed forward, his voice urgent. "Uncle Theo, let's talk this out. Whatever Hanson did, I'll make him
apologize "
Before he could finish, Theo turned and drove a punch straight into his face.
Benson didn't stand a chance—Theo's fist slammed straight into his face, knocking him off balance.
Just as he regained his footing, Theo grabbed him by the collar and landed another brutal punch, whipping his
head to the side. Before he could even react, Theo kicked him square in the chest, knocking him flat on his back.
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