I’m not saying anything.” Gwyneth shook her head. She was so close to untangling the rope.
Liana gave her a sharp look, her voice full of venom. “Fine. I’ll ruin you, then. I’ll ruin your looks so no one will ever fall for you again! I’m doing what’s right!”
She had gone off the deep end. She took the knife and aimed for Gwyneth’s face.
Gwyneth managed to break free and dodged just in time.
Realizing something was off, Liana lunged to grab Gwyneth.
Gwyneth tried to escape, but her body was drenched in blood. She barely got a few steps before Liana was on her.
Just then, a figure darted forward.
Kieran stepped before Gwyneth, landing a hard kick on Liana before pulling Gwyneth into his
arms.
“Wyn, I’m getting you to the hospital,” he said, his voice heavy with concern and regret.
Gwyneth looked at Kieran her eyes welling up. She let go and burst into tears. “It hurts, Kieran. It hurts so bad.”
Kieran’s eyes hardened as he watched Liana struggle to get back on her feet. He kicked her twice more, knocking her back to the ground.
Still fuming, he looked back at Damien. “I don’t hit women. You do it. Beat her into the ground!
“Got it, Mr. Lauder.” Damien nodded. He cracked his neck and crouched before Liana.
Liana stared at him, backing away fearfully from his muscular build.
