Dauntless God Of War

Chapter 463

“I'm in a bad mood today, so you better don't irk me.”

Naomi had never treated Donny in a friendly manner. Now that she was in a foul mood, she had even less patience to deal with him.

Nevertheless, some people were inherently shameless, harboring a more profound yearning for what they couldn't have, and that was how Donny felt toward Naomi.

“Naomi, why do you look so pale? Did something happen?” Donny asked concernedly when he saw Naomi's troubled expression.

“It's none of your business. Get lost and stop pestering me,” she uttered disdainfully.

She had never taken the concerns he showed her, whether sincere or feigned, seriously.

“Naomi, I'm serious about you. It's fine even if you don't tell me. I'll find out what's troubling you on my own. Let me tell you—I'm acquainted with a highly influential person now, so I'm capable of helping you solve any problem you may face in Xenhall. Just you wait.”

Sensing Naomi ignoring him and the others' gazes on him, he felt a little embarrassed and uttered that boastful speech before turning around to leave.

“Naomi, now that that annoying person is gone, can you tell us why you so anxiously called us out now?” Luna asked Naomi after watching Donny leave.

Luna was a little worried since it was still daytime, and she had left Harold manning the clinic alone,

which was open for business.

Although Michelle wasn't in a hurry, she also looked at Naomi curiously.

“Owen, the rich man we hit at the karaoke place the other day, is the scion of the Sunderland family, one of the top ten most powerful clans in Xenhall,” Naomi explained with a grimace.

Gasp!

Luna and Michelle inhaled sharply after hearing that.

“Moreover, Owen had already sent his men to my residence and threatened us to apologize to him at his hotel in three days. Otherwise, he'll take revenge against our families,” Naomi added the subsequent spine-chilling statement after taking in their shocked expressions. NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

Colors drained from Luna and Michelle's countenances.

Owen's intention for instructing them to apologize to him at the hotel could not be more obvious.

He desired their bodies and wanted the girls to pleasure him. What a perverted lunatic!

The trio immediately labeled Owen as a degenerate.

“No wonder there were so many ghostwriters leading the netizens to rebuke me during my live streams in the past two days. Although I suspected this to be Owen's doing, I didn't expect his background to be so formidable,” Michelle uttered grimly.

While they discussed a solution, Owen located Luna's clinic. He asked his father's unsympathetic bodyguard to lead a group of men to cause a scene at her clinic.

An ordinary person who came face-to-face with a dozen vicious-looking thugs, each wielding a steel pipe, baseball bat, or similar weapons, would be scared out of their wits.

Unfortunately, those hooligans were matched up against a toughie like Harold.

Things were destined to end miserably for those troublemakers.

Harold had nowhere to hide or run as those men cornered him inside the clinic, so he had no choice but to face them head-on.

“Trash this place,” the unfeeling bodyguard ordered right after leading the party into the premise.

That was just the beginning of his plan.

He also planned to send another group of people to stir up a ruckus at the Sherlock family's shopping mall in an effort to pressure Naomi and her friends.