A Ruling Passion – Chapter 1672

Scorn was dripping from Mark’s smirk. “It doesn’t matter. I don’t care about your trifling, boasting cockalorum to your friends. All I want to know is this: who gave you that bloody design draft? I know you didn’t pen it, it’s my wife’s creation. You stole it, you sued her for plagiarism, and you extorted one-hundred-fifty grand from me. Seems to me we’ve got a long score to settle.”

James was shaking like a leaf. “N-No! T-T-That’s untrue! I didn’t steal anything from nobody. I swear it’s my creation! I didn’t steal! Please, Mr. Tremont, just let me off, okay? I don’t even want the rest of the money anymore, alright? Let’s just call it a truce, yea? I’ve told the press that the whole plagiarism thing was a misunderstanding! We’re alright now! That’s a good reason to let me go, right?”

Mark’s patience was rapidly thinning. With a frown, he hissed, “You talk too much. Is this your way of pleading to get your tongue removed?”

James immediately shut up, not a single word escaping him.

Mark shot a look at Brian, and the man responded by unleashing a barrage of kicks and punches at James until blood was oozing out from the latter’s nostril and the corner of his lips.