The Blind Little Husband Chapter 9

Vincent climbed to his feet again and again, only to be kicked down again and again.

After Wyatt had toyed with him enough, his fists pummeled Vincent's face and body.

"What kind of thing are you, daring to covet my master!"

I raised an eyebrow with a smile. So Wyatt had seen Vincent trying to seduce me.

No wonder Wyatt was so sour today.

Vincent lay on the ground, unable to get up, unconscious. Only then did Wyatt stop.

Wyatt walked to me and deliberately said loudly with mockery, "This useless pretty boy can't fight worth a damn, and now even that face is ruined. Completely worthless—only Miss Charlotte would choose such trash. I guess like master, like slave!"

Charlotte's face turned dark with fury.

I happily added fuel to the fire, sending her the video of Vincent trying to seduce me.

"Dear cousin, take a look. This is my gift to you. What a family disgrace, raising a backstabbing dog. I'm just helping you clean house!"

Charlotte looked confused as she opened the video. Vincent's clear voice rang out for everyone to hear.

"Miss Foster, please take me in. Be my master, won't you? I have a feeling, an intuition that you're my destined master. Won't you have mercy and save me?"

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"I have evidence of their family transferring company assets and damaging company interests! I know you and Charlotte's family have never gotten along. I can help you take them down!"

Charlotte's expression turned murderous as she had someone take the unconscious Vincent away, looking at him with killing intent.

"What a wonderful gift. Thank you so much, cousin."

I smiled with satisfaction. I was sure Charlotte would make her move on Vincent before they even got home.

Looking at Wyatt, who was staring at me waiting for praise, I spoke coldly under his eager gaze.

"What I need is obedience. Absolute obedience!"

Wyatt grew more serious, urgency and a desire to explain in his eyes.

"Master, I would never betray you. I..."

I interrupted him, rubbing his head.

"However, you did well. Worth praising!"

Sure enough, on the way home, Charlotte attacked the unconscious Vincent.

She had his limbs broken and personally sold Vincent to the underground beast arena.

Vincent became entertainment for others, a tool for making money, the lowest kind of beast slave who sold his body.

With that outstanding face, Vincent quickly became the top attraction at the underground arena. Plenty of people wanted to sleep with him.

When I appeared at the underground arena with Wyatt, Vincent had just emerged from under some man's body.

Seeing me, he crawled over like a dog and knelt, begging.

"You finally came, miss! Did you come to save me? Please save me! I'm going crazy in this place!"