The bodyguard gave an understanding nod, and then his iron fist slammed into Yvonne Sloan's stomach.
Her entire body flew backward as if she were weightless, hitting the floor with a loud THUD.
Yvonne Sloan clutched her agonizingly painful stomach, a cold sweat breaking out on her back.
"Shaw, what are you doing? I swear to God, I never did anything to harm Loria Laura."
Ethan Shaw sauntered over as if enjoying the show, crouching down beside her. "I've got to say, you're a stubborn one. You really won't give up until you're staring death in the face, huh?"
"I didn't! I didn't... If I'm telling a single lie, may lightning strike me dead."
Yvonne Sloan's face was pale with pain, a fine sheen of sweat beading on her forehead.
"Continue."
Aiden Shaw said to the bodyguard, his face impassive. The coldness radiating from him was like that of a thousand-year-old frozen lake.
"Shaw... AHH... make him stop... Shaw, save me!"
