My Mommy Became A Billionaire After the Breakup
Chapter 544

Chapter 544 This Is Our Specialty

Aron was going to carry Evie to the bedroom.

But suddenly, he noticed her wrist slipping off the sofa.

She wore a trench coat with long sleeves that kept her wrists covered.

That was why Aron saw that her slender wrist was more bruised now.

Aron's sanity was utterly broken.

At this time, Evie woke up gradually. She sat up and rubbed her eyes. "I fell asleep?"

"It's late, of course, you would be sleepy." Aron held her hand where her wrist got injured. "I'll take the things to your room."

"Okay." Evie was indeed sleepy.

She followed Aron to her bedroom.

After putting down her things, Aron went out gentlemanly.

Evie was so sleepy that she had no energy to think about anything else. She took a shower, removed her make-up, changed into her pajamas, and fell on the bed. Meanwhile, Aron held his phone and went to the back garden as if he feared Evie would overhear his call.

He dialed a string of numbers.

"Mr. Timberlake!" The other side of the phone was boisterous, but the person spoke very respectfully.

"Help me with something." Aron's tone was cold. "Make sure that person doesn't get maimed or lose a limb. He can be hurt internally but not killed, and don't hit him in the face."

In case someone came to get Evie's sympathy with an injured face,

"Understood. Then we'll hurt him internally, this is our specialty!"

"Thanks for your hard work."

Aron was polite, but not very much.

After speaking indifferently, he hung up the phone directly and transferred 220,000 dollars to the other party.

After hanging up the phone, Aron didn't go back into the house either but went to the other side and looked up at the brightly lit room.

He found a recliner and sat down, watching quietly for a long time.

Fortunately, in a stroke of fate, he saw her that day.

Otherwise, in such a place, how would those people, who were more like monsters than him, hurt and torture her?

As Caspian watched Aron take Evie away, he was in a terrible mood after thinking about what he did to Evie. Therefore, he went to the nearby bar street again and got completely drunk. The people Aron hired found Caspian at three o'clock in the morning.

And five minutes later, Caspian was dragged to the back alley of bar street.

After giving Caspian a severe beat, they left immediately.

Caspian lay in the filth all over the floor and couldn't get up. He got very drunk, vomited two mouthfuls of blood, and fell asleep while calling Evie's name.

As he woke up again, it was already the next morning.

The cleaner even thought he was dead and planned to call the police.

"Boy, you're not a child! Why were you drunk and sleeping in such a place? Don't you think it's dirty?" The cleaner looked at him with disgust. "Get up quickly!" Caspian was stunned for a moment before regaining consciousness.

He had been a person who cared about his image all his life, but now... As he came to his senses, he was extremely panicked.

He immediately wanted to get up, but as soon as he moved, the pain swept over him like a tide.

He had no memory of last night, no memory of the beating. He staggered to his feet, took a cab home, and changed his clothes.

It was only when he was changing his clothes that he saw the injuries on his body.

Feeling something wrong, he went to the hospital. And only then did he know that he had been bleeding internally from the beating.

It was not fatal but also very dangerous.

At this time, Dahlia called him.

"Caspian, what are you doing? You didn't answer my calls all night!"

Caspian heard Dahlia's voice.

But what appeared in his mind was Evie's cold and mocking face. His heart suddenly tightened violently, and the pain almost killed him! "What's wrong?" Caspian asked, his voice weak.