Chapter 95 Thiago''s Past


    Ethan cast a chilling look at the bodyguards behind him, his voice ice-cold as he instructed, "Force them to drink it


    He hadn''t witnessed Brenna being forced to drink earlier, but he could easily imagine how helpless she must have been, surrounded and bullied by so many people.


    The scenario disturbed him deeply, he found it unbearable to think of such mistreatment urring in his bar, especially to the woman he cared about.


    Sylvie and Vivian were filled with fear. Holding on to the hope that Rosie''s friendship with Ethan might help her, Sylvie desperately pleaded before the drugged wine was forced into her mouth, "Mr. Mitchell, please, have mercy. Rosie is a close friend of mine. For her sake, please forgive me this time. I''m ready to kneel and apologize to Miss Harper. Please, don''t make me drink the wine..."


    As tears rolled down Sylvie''s cheeks, Ethan''s expression didn''t soften. He asked sharply. "When Brenna was in your ce, did she beg you? What was your response? And now you ask for mercy from me? I won''t show you


    any mercy!"


    With a dismissive gesture, he signaled the bodyguards, who efficiently forced the spiked wine into Sylvie''s and Vivian''s mouths, ensuring none was wasted.


    Ethan then left with Brenna, showing no concern for the fate that awaited Sylvie and Vivian after they drank the wine. In his eyes, they had brought this to themselves.


    As they moved through the hallway, Ethan looked at Brenna, concern evident on his face. Noticing herposed demeanor and that she showed no signs of injury, he felt a wave of relief but still asked, "Are you


    alright? Did they harm you in any way?"


    Brenna responded with a shake of her head, "I''m fine. Those people couldn''ty a finger on me. But just so you know, I''ve already set up a high-stakes game with Han on the ninth floor."


    Thiago remained in the doorway, his eyes zing with a deadly intensity as he stared at Han.


    The other wealthy heirs and socialites, sensing danger, had already hurriedly left, pulling Sylvie and Vivian along with them.


    Thiago paid them no attention. Today, he was focused on settling an old score with Han.


    Han recognized Thiago as well. His earlier arrogance resurfaced as he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his thumb, sneering at Thiago with cold disdain.


    A mocking smile yed across Han''s face. What terrible luck it was to run into Thiago!


    "You''ve managed to survive all these years?" Han mocked, touching his chin with a smirk. "Still not cowering behind your mother? Still the same coward, just as useless. You haven''t changed at all. I''m in a bad mood


    today, so you''re going to take the heat for it."


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    Any trace of gentleness drained from Thiago''s face, leaving a chilling, determined expression His gaze sharpened as he remembered the cruel day years ago when Han and his malicious mother had ousted him and his mother from the Moreno family home.


    The memories were crystal clear. His mother had loved his father, and they had once been a joyous family Unbeknownst to them, his father had been unfaithful, fathering another child and shifting all his wealth to that


    mistress


    In the end, that mistress had used his mother''s illness to force them out. nothing left, they had made their way back to his grandfather''s house, drenched by the pouring rain.


    His mother''s health had deteriorated drastically at that time.


    But that wasn''t the end. That mistress, Han''s mother, had been cruel, making his grandfather so angry that


    he died, and even setting their house on fire. With no other option, his mother had to take him overseas to


    survive


    Life abroad was brutal. He and his mother had struggled financially, and his mother, unable to afford medical


    care, had died due to her illness.


    Thiago lost control of his emotions. He surged forward and knocked Han to the floor with a forceful kick.


    "How can I die while you''re still breathing?" he said sharply.


    Han crashed into a table, shattering sses and bottles. Sharp fragments cut into his flesh, leaving him


    bleeding and immobilized. Through clenched teeth, he stared at Thiago and said, "You dare attack me?"


    Thiago still felt a sense of dissatisfaction after the kick. Even if his father had divorced his mother, he and his


    mother would have been fine. But Han''s malicious mother feared that one day, he might return to im the


    family''s wealth, so she targeted him and his mother without mercy.


    If it hadn''t been for Han''s mother''s cruelty, his mother would still be alive.


    Thiago approached Han and continued his assault, punching and kicking him repeatedly.


    Overwhelmed and in pain, Han shielded his head, yelling, "Thiago, my parents won''t stand for this!"


    Ignoring his threats, Thiago didn''t stop until Han was nearly unconscious. Then, he dragged him up to the


    ninth floor.


    Upon seeing Thiago, Brenna quickly walked over and asked, her face filled with concern, "Are you alright?"


    Seeing Brenna softened Thiago''s harsh demeanor. He said, "I''m fine. But today, I''m going to personally cut off


    one of this bastard''s fingers."


    Hany in the center of the room, unable to move for what felt like an eternity. After a long struggle, he


    managed to push himself up to his feet. He said, "Miss Harper, if you have any honor, don''t take advantage of


    someone who''s weak. I''m injured like this today. How can I possibly gamble with you? We should probably do this another day."


    Brenna responded coldly, "Unfortunately, I won''t have time for this after today. However, you can rest for a while here. Then, we''ll start the game."


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