?<strong>Chapter 235:</strong>


    Jeffery gave him a look.


    Enjoy your smiles while you can. You won''t have them when you see Mr. Ward.


    Joshua dismissed the warning with a mocking smile, refusing to believe the threat. Could Caden really despise him enough to kill him? If that were the case, Caden would have acted a long time ago. Joshua wasn''t going to give in, not until the situation became truly desperate.


    When the car stopped, two men who looked like bodyguards approached. Joshua assumed that Caden had at least been polite enough to send escorts to meet him.


    To his surprise, the moment he got out of the car, each man kicked him hard in the knees.< /p>


    Pain shot through his legs, almost making him fall to the ground, but he forced himself to stay upright, seething with anger. What the hell


    One of the bodyguards replied coldly: It''s a weing gesture from Mr. Ward. He sends his regards.


    Joshua gritted his teeth. A weing gesture It was clearly an insult intended to humiliate him. His knees hurt, as if they had been shattered, and he stumbled forward, almost falling to his knees.


    When he regained his bnce, his eyes fell on a nearbywn where Caden was carelessly ying golf. .


    With a calm and precise swing, Caden put the ball in the hole. At that precise moment, Joshua approached, his steps heavy with pain.


    Despite the pain in his legs, Joshua stood tall, refusing to look weak. He tried to project an aura of strength to match Caden''s, but Caden was taller, more imposing, and carried an air of authority that could not be denied.


    Caden''s dominance was not something inherited from Jerald, it was something born into him, a natural right of the Ward family.


    Removing his sunsses, Caden fixed his icy gaze on Joshua, his expression unreadable but brimming with indifference.


    Mr. Yates, he said in a calm but chilling tone, “you have kept me waiting.”


    Joshua''s expression was intense. If you n to do something, do it. Stop acting.


    Almost immediately, one of the bodyguards gave him another brutal kick that forced him to kneel. Humiliation burned across his face as he knelt there, his pride crumbling under the weight of his situation.


    Caden looked at him in disgust and his lips curled into a sneer. Hit three more balls, he ordered coldly.


    The bodyguards wasted no time. They dragged Joshua to the other side, tied his hands and feet before hanging him from a pole. From a distance, he looked like a helpless scarecrow swaying in the wind.


    Caden grabbed his golf club and swung it with calcted precision. The ball pierced the air like a bullet, hitting Joshua directly in the right eye.


    The impact was devastating. Joshua''s vision went ck and blood began to flow from the wound.


    Undeterred, Caden wiped his golf club and turned to the person next to him. Mrs. Bet has arrived.


    We have contacted her. He''s on his way, was the response.


    Caden didn''t respond. He simply struck again, sending the second ball straight into Joshua''s other eye.


    Joshua screamed, his voice filled with rage and desperation. Caden, this will be your downfall!


    But his defiance meant nothing. It was as fleeting as dust blown in the wind.


    Without expression, Caden handed his golf club to someone else and walked away, his cold demeanor unwavering. He left thest ball for Alicia.


    Momentster, Alicia arrived, with a fierce-looking dog at her side. The animal was slender and menacing, with sharp eyes and teeth that shone like razors. He was handled by a professional trainer, although his intensity was palpable.


    Caden looked at the dog but chose not to question its purpose. Instead, he focused on Alicia, teaching her how to swing the golf club.


    Alicia had yed golf before, although it had been more than two years since herst game. Under Caden''s careful guidance, he quickly regained form, following his instructions on how to apply just the right amount of force.


    It didn''t take long for him to approach the hole, his strokes smooth and deliberate.


    Alicia looked at Joshua, who was sitting across from her. His bloody eyes were now hidden under thick bandages that concealed the damage.


    Oblivious to what had happened before, Alicia asked: Why are his eyes covered?


    Caden raised his head. , with a carefree and cold tone. I feel sorry for you. Seeing us so close would break her heart.


    Alicia was momentarily speechless. Caden''s ruthlessness was unwavering, a trait he could neither ignore nor fully ept.


    Gripping the club tighter, he asked hesitantly, Do you want me to hit him with the ball?


    Caden''s deep voice echoed close to her ear. Yes. Where would you like to hit him?


    Alicia''s gaze swept over Joshua as she hesitated. Finally, he said: No matter where I hit him, it won''t change his bad temper.Copyright by N?v/elDrama.Org.


    Caden chuckled, a low, chilling sound. Why show mercy in a game where the rich yed by their own brutal rules. He found her hesitation strangely endearing.


    He decided for her. How about you aim for his groin.


    Alicia blinked, momentarily confused. When his meaning became clear, he hesitated. I don''t want to do that.


    Caden stepped closer, his long fingers wrapping hers around the stick. His presence surrounded herpletely, leaving her no escape.


    If you want to protect yourself, you have to face harshness head-on and get used to it, he said, his voice firm and inflexible. If Joshua isn''t your target, someone else will be. Do you prefer it to be him or someone else.


    Alicia was left breathless. She understood his intention—to toughen her against the cruelties of her world—but she forced herself to obey.


    Give me some time to prepare, he said quietly, trying to negotiate.


    The expression Caden''s face turned serious. Joshua gave you time to prepare.


    He held her gaze firmly. Hit him. I''ll take care of the consequences.


    Alicia pursed her lips, inhaling deeply. She knew that shecked the strength to truly harm Joshua on her own. But with Caden''s unwavering support, she realized that Joshua would not emerge unscathed.


    Then, as if sensing her hesitation, Caden gave him the final push. You remember He tried to attack Monica.


    Alicia''s pupils narrowed, her hesitation reced by a sh of anger.


    Caden, sensing the change, guided her hand, helping her move the stick with force.


    The ball flew with precision.


    From that moment on, Joshua''s manhood became a matter of past.


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