I am the ruler of all novel (Kingsley)
Chapter 397

Chapter 397

Catherine was as white as a sheet as she pleaded, "No… Don't! Don't slap me… Mr. Maslow, pleasedon't ask him to slap me…"

However, Zeke had already leaped up from the ground and raised his hand to smack her with all hismight.

Slap!

It rang out loud and clear for all to know just how much force he had put into the slap.

Instantly, blood began to trickle from the corner of Catherine's mouth.

Catherine cradled her cheeks and cried in pain as she wailed to Zeke, "Darling, how can you hit me…?Don't you love me anymore?"

"Shut up, you shameless b*tch!" Zeke slapped her once again and roared, "Why the f*ck would I loveyou? Do you really f*cking think that you're my girlfriend?"

Zeke thought that as long as he carried out Will's instructions and beat the crap out of Catherine, hewould be let off the hook, so he slapped her with as much force as he could muster.

Again and again, he slapped her without any consideration for her.

Slap!

By the tenth slap, Catherine was spitting blood out by the mouthfuls, and her front teeth had fallen out

as well.

Catherine cradled her face with both hands and cried so hard, she almost fainted.

Courtney's brows furrowed slightly. "That's enough. She's still the woman you're dating."

"I…" Zeke turned to Will. "Mr. Maslow, should I continue?"

Will glared at him. "Didn't you f*cking hear what Miss Bullock said?"

He ignored Zeke and turned to Courtney. "Miss Bullock, we'll do whatever you say."

Then, with a sycophantic expression on his face, he suggested, "Miss Bullock, why don't you try on thewatch and see if it suits your preference?"

As soon as Will said that, Julie offered the watch over with both hands and said with utmost courtesy,"Please try it on, miss."

Courtney eyed her. "Ms. Lyman, didn't you just say I'm not allowed to try it on?"

"That's…" Julie quivered slightly. "It was a mistake on my part. VIP customers are allowed to try it on, ofcourse…"

She said no to letting her try it on earlier because she was afraid that Kingsley would not be able to payfor it, but Will Maslow from Scarlet Heart Group was here in person now, so what was there to fear?

Not to mention the fact that Catherine, whose face was swollen all over now, was still weeping by theside.

Why would she risk offending them now?

Courtney did not press the matter. She reached out for the watch and put it on her wrist.

Everyone in the spectating crowd, including Julie, gasped to see how cavalier she was when shehandled the watch.

It was a watch that cost five hundred grand!

Why was she handling it like it costs no more than five bucks?

After putting it on, Courtney flexed her wrist around and said, "Does it look nice on me?"

The dazzling, rose gold watch complemented her slender, pale wrist perfectly to create a beautifulimage.

The crowd broke out in flattery.

"Wow! It's gorgeous on her!"

"It's truly one of the brand's masterpieces! It's so beautiful!"

The women were all filled with envy as they eyed their husbands and exclaimed.

"She's so lucky that someone's buying her such an expensive gift!"

"My thoughts exactly! Who knows if I'll ever have the chance to wear this watch in this lifetime…"

"Sigh. If my husband buys me this watch, I'd die a happy woman…"

The men beside them turned away awkwardly and pretended not to hear anything they said.

Among the crowd of women, Catherine was the one with the most gruesome expression on her face.

She was more than just envious.

She was filled with hatred!

She hated the fact that Courtney, for no apparent reason, was able to get Will Maslow from ScarletHeart Group to buy such an expensive watch for her.

As for herself, she did not manage to get anything, but instead was slapped until she spat out blood!

What made her even more infuriated was the fact that after today, her relationship with Zeke was over.

Without Zeke to buy her all the things she wanted, she would be left with nothing once again.

Under Catherine's hateful glare, Will turned to Courtney and said in an ingratiating manner, "MissBullock, are you satisfied with the watch?"