Snatched a Billionaire to be My Husband
Chapter 783

Chapter 783 Precious Baby

"Georgia?"

Efren’s voice was noticeably softer as he spoke her name.

Gone was his usual cold demeanor, replaced now by tenderness and cautious care.

At that moment, the men understood that this young girl must be the rumored apple of Efren’s eye.To be honest, they felt a twinge of panic. They all knew Efren treasured Georgia like a precious baby.Whenever there was good news about her, Efren would be in high spirits for days. He might eventurn a blind eye to employees embezzling company funds or rival gangs encroaching on histerritory.

But bad news triggered terrifying rage. Even if business was booming, Efren would make everyonemiserable.

The most memorable flare-up came when word spread that his precious baby was dating someone.During that time, the staff of the Serrano Group worked overtime daily. The slightest wrinkle on adocument brought severe reprimand.

Poor sales figures or unsatisfactory reports elicited fury.

Under such pressure, employees lost an average of 15 pounds each.

Efren’s friends fared no better.

They, too, lived under storm clouds.

Though none had met Georgia in person, through these experiences, all knew that her well-beingdetermined Efren's mood.

So when they saw the scene and guessed Georgia's identity, they felt sure Peter would suffer.

At the same time, they worried their idle gossip and failure to help might make them suffer as well.As the men fretted, Georgia heard Efren's voice and opened her eyes.

They still held traces of fear from her ordeal.

"Efren, I want to go home..."

She croaked, and her voice parched.

Earlier, Peter had forced her to drink heavily. Her mind remained foggy.

Only after coming to did she realize Peter had dismissed her hostesses on false pretexts.

Sensing danger, she had struggled to leave.

But Peter refused to let go, even when she revealed her identity. He'd grabbed her and boasted ofbecoming their son-in-law after violating her.

Later, as his hands roamed her body, she'd thrashed violently until blacking out.

Upon waking, she saw Efren.

Though still upset by his womanizing, his presence eased her inexplicably.

The depth of this trust surprised even herself.

"Alright. I'll take you home now," he assured her, ignoring their audience.

He gently kissed her forehead.

Georgia stared, stunned by this sudden affection.

But in her drunken haze, she soon closed her eyes, reassured.

Peter writhed in pain on the floor, blood pouring from his smashed head. He groaned. "My headhurts so much..."

Hearing this, Efren stopped and viciously kicked between Peter's legs...