The God of War

Chapter 248

The God of War Chapter 248

Brynlee died.

Brynlee’s head exploded, and the headless body swayed on the spot and fell to the ground.

Miss Stafford was known as a vicious and merciless beauty … However, she was now like an ordinary person. After Brynlee fell to the ground, her body convulsed violently for a moment, then lay quietly on the ground.

Brynlee was instantly killed by Jorge!

“Mr. Green, Mr. Green.”

Even though Davon knew Jorge’s true identity, he could not help but tremble. In fact, after Jorge was discharged from the army, Davon could not help thinking differently about him.

The so-called most powerful War King, after retiring from the army, seemed to be a slightly stronger common man…

However, Davon no longer thought that way now.

The Lord of War God, namely the most powerful War King, could kill his enemies as quick as a flash! Jorge was the strongest in the world! Davon was so proud to call Jorge Mr. Green and considered this the highest honor from the Lord of War God!

Leo, bodyguards, and security staff got up from the ground one after another. No matter how painful they were and how badly they were injured, they all stood straight, like a guard of honor waiting for the

inspection, head lifted in triumph! They all thought it was the right thing to follow Davon to Ocean City Hotel to rescue Ms. Easton! novelxo.com fast update

They fully demonstrated their loyalty to Mr. Green and proved their attitude with their actions. It was a huge gamble, and it paid off! “Davon, Leo, and you guys.”

Jorge turned and glanced at everyone with an appreciative smile on his lips. “You guys did a good job. You were brave and gave it all. Very few people can be so fearless, even those who know martial arts.”

“As a reward, I will let you play to your true strengths!”

After that, Jorge turned around and strode towards the presidential suite.

Jorge called out, “Roselyn, I’m here!”

…

In the presidential suite.

The moment Jorge said, Roselyn’s delicate body trembled slightly and she slowly woke up from the soft and luxurious bed.

Roselyn’s head was splitting.

Roselyn was slapped unconscious by Trystan and had to sleep for at least three or four hours. However, Roselyn woke up early, dazed, with a pained look on her face. She managed to get out of bed, calling out with all her might, “Jorge, Jorge…”

In the next suite, Jorge’s heart trembled. In a flash, Jorge rushed to the room where Roselyn was and hugged her tightly.

Jorge looked down at the red mark on Roselyn’s face, his eyes cold again.

Bastard!

Roselyn’s clothes were disheveled and her breath was weak. Jorge could tell from her blood flow that she had not been sexually assaulted.

However, the red mark was enough to prove how severely Roselyn was beaten to protect herself from sexual assault!

“Who was the one who did it?”

Jorge held Roselyn in his arms and slowly caressed the red marks on her cheek, saying ruthlessly in wrath, “The mark is obvious. Roselyn was slapped hard. It was not Brynlee … Was it Jarrett?”

Tears welled up in Roselyn’s eyes as she sobbed. “No, no, it’s an old man. His name is … Trystan?”

Trystan? He was already smashed into pieces by Jorge!

“Trystan had a jolly death that was too good for him!”

Jorge’s eyes were cold. He helped Roselyn sit on the sofa, looked at her pretty face, and said in a low voice, “Roselyn, it’s my fault. I didn’t keep you safe. I promise it will never happen again!”

Roselyn shook her head repeatedly, tears flowing from her beautiful eyes.

Jorge did a good enough job in terms of security. The security staff led by Leo kept the whole group building guarded.

But the men Brynlee brought were too strong for Leo and the others to fight. Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Fortunately, Jorge arrived in time to save Roselyn from the Staffords.

With such a husband, Roselyn was really proud and never complained! “Starting today, I will have Leo and Davon practice martial arts to keep you safe all the time.”

Without being emotional, Jorge looked into Roselyn’s eyes. “There is one more thing. I’ve brought Dad back from Southfield. I won’t be exploring foreign markets anytime soon.”

“I’m going somewhere tomorrow and I’ll be back in three days!”

Jorge was going away again. Roselyn’s heart squeezed. She grabbed Jorge’s hand and looked worried. “Jorge, where … are you going?”

Jorge turned to look at the floor-to-ceiling windows of the suite’s living room and spoke slowly.

“I need to eradicate all the enemies.”

“I’ll go to the north and kill all the Staffords!