GoodReadAs Raymond walked in, he immediately pulled Scarlett behind him.
"Are you hurt?" Scarlett shook her head. She glanced at Harold, who was still grimacing in pain, and smiled, "No, I'm fine. But Mr.
Shaw might have been hurt by me." She had just kicked Harold hard.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHearing Scarlett’s words, Raymond looked at Harold, who was crumpled on the floor, and the look in Raymond's eyes was freezing chill. He lifted his foot and kicked Harold hard on his body.
"Ah- - Raymond! Are you out of your mind?" Harold was still in pain from the places Scarlett had kicked him, and now Raymond gave him another hard kick right in the shoulder. It wouldn't kill him, but it hurt so badly that he almost fainted.
Harold covered his shoulder with one hand. He eased himself up against the wall. At Raymond's cold, hostile eyes, he shuddered.
Raymond's eyes were so terrible as if he was going to kill him! Harold was scared. He saw someone behind Raymond, and he shouted in haste," Are you blind? He's going to kill me! Somebody call the police!" Hearing Harold's words, the staff members who followed Raymond over watched Raymond timidly.
Although Harold was a valued guest of the hotel, Raymond was the most honored guest. If they needed to offend one of these two guests, it would be Harold! When Harold asked them to call the police, they dared not do what he said.
Raymond snorted indifferently. He inclined his head to Scarlett, "What did he just want to do?" Scarlett smiled, "Mr. Shaw just offered to givea drink." Then she paused for a moment, "But | don't like other people's drinks, so I let him drink it up.” Raymond immediately understood what Scarlett was saying. Every tHarold looked at Scarlett, the look in his eyes was greedy. Ryker had cdown. Raymond didn't think Harold would have the nerve to go after Scarlett.
Calling the police was not a good option for Raymond.
If they called the police, for what Harold did tonight, he would only be detained for 48 hours.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmRaymond thought that was not enough.
He glanced back at the hotel employee behind him, "He's my cousin. | want to handle this privately. Excuse us." Raymond said he wanted to handle it privately, so the hotel staff all left.
Hearing Raymond's words, Harold was instantly terrified. He subconsciously wanted to run out. But he had just run a few inches, Raymond kicked the chair next to Harold's body, and Harold was knocked down again.
Immediately, Harold was desperate. He shouted at the hotel staff, "Cback! Get back here!" But the hotel staff who had walked away didn’t seem to hear him. They walked away without looking back.
Raymond slammed the door shut behind him, and the wall of the private room which Harold was leaning against shivered.
The staff heard the noise, and they couldn't help but look back. Seeing the door closed, the staff asked the manager with concern," Manager, will something happen?" The hotel manager glared at him, "Do you think Mr. Shaw is stupid? Nothing will happen. Keep your mouth shut about what happened tonight. If it gets out, you'll be fired!" Hearing the manager's warning, the staff trembled. He hastily promised he would keep his mouth shut.
In the private room, Harold watched Raymond slam the door shut behind him, and he hurriedly stepped back against the wall. He looked at Raymond, and the wildness and smugness in his eyes when he was looking at Scarlett was gone." Raymond, I'm your cousin anyway. Keep your head cool!"
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