Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart-Chapter 381 - : If Someone Dies, It’s on Me!

Chapter 381: Chapter 381: If Someone Dies, It’s on Me!

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Enna Clark tightens her lips and says nothing in response to her provocation.

“What are you looking at?” Jasmine Clark angrily slaps her across the face, leaving Enna’s cheek turned to one side, “That’s the second slap, there are four more to go.”

She looks triumphantly at Enna, who is held by two strong men, and says, “Beg me, Enna. All you have to do is kneel down, apologize, and admit that you were wrong. Then, I’ll let you go. How about that?”

Enna hooks up the corners of her mouth, her eyes clear and indifferent as she slowly says, “Dream on!”

“You—” Jasmine can’t contain her anger, and she rapidly delivers several more slaps to Enna’s face.

Enna’s ear rings from the blows, her mouth full of the taste of blood, but she grits her teeth and makes no sound!

Jasmine had been expecting Enna to kneel and beg, but not only does Enna defy her, those hateful eyes dare to look at her coldly, as if she’s some sort of insignificant clown.

Fueled by rage, Jasmine delivers several more slaps, “Enna, why you? Why did Brother William fall for you? You’re not as pretty as I am and you’re just an illegitimate daughter who shouldn’t be seen in public. Why does he like you and not me?”

“Speak up! Beg me!”

“Does it not hurt? It doesn’t, does it? Fine, I’ll make you beg!” Jasmine’s mental state becomes manic.

Even though her face is numb, Enna remains silent!

She won’t beg!

She would never beg Jasmine, no matter what!

Before long, Jasmine’s hand begins to hurt from hitting Enna. She catches her breath and steps back, staring down at Enna, whose mouth is now covered with a trail of blood. With cold eyes, Jasmine grabs Enna’s chin and says,

“Won’t you speak up?”

Despite feeling dizzy, Enna tightens her lips and calmly meets Jasmine’s gaze.

The sight of her eyes seems to irritate Jasmine all the more, and she suddenly lets go of her chin. Gritting her teeth, she hisses, “Enna, if it weren’t for you, none of this would’ve happened to me. It’s all because of you! Because of you,

Had been betrayed by a group of young models, drugged by Connor Ford, and…

Enna doesn’t understand what Jasmine is talking about. What had Jasmine experienced because of her? Enna has a vague feeling that there’s something going on behind the scenes that she is not aware of.

“All of this is because of you!” Jasmine’s eyes flicker violently, suddenly

ordering the two strong men holding Enna, “Beat her! Beat her until she begs for mercy!”

“First Young Lady, are we going to beat her…?” The two men look at each other in confusion, one of them hesitantly asking, “We’re not good at holding back, and what if we accidentally kill her? President Jordan said that we can’t kill her

“If she dies, it’ll be on me!” Jasmine roars, “I’m telling you to do it, so just do it!

Why so much fuss? Are you two lacking money?”

She grits her teeth, “If you can make her beg for mercy, I’ll give you 75 thousand!”

“75… thousand?” The strong men’s eyes light up.

“Are you in or not?” Jasmine asks impatiently.

Neither of them are good people, and they don’t have any qualms about hitting women. Moreover, Jasmine has promised a high reward. After exchanging glances, their eyes turn cold, “We’re in!”

Enna didn’t expect Jasmine to be this crazy. She clenches her teeth tightly.

She can’t go on like this…

Taking advantage of the strong men’s momentary eye contact, Enna suddenly delivers a kick aiming between one man’s legs— “Ah!” A scream!

One hand releases its grip on her.

The other man subconsciously asks, “What happened?”