Chapter 72


    Lucas‘ face was full of disdain as he spoke, “You plece of trash, do you think you’re worthy enough


    for me to regret this?


    Sebastian said to Taylor and Steven, “My ability to heal is influenced by my mood. It’s up to you to


    decide what happens next”


    The two of them looked at Lucas upon hearing this, and thetter immediately felt a sense of


    trepidation.


    “Mr. Reeves, Mr. Harris, don’t listen to this piece of trash–talking nonsense. He’s just a good–for–


    nothing. He doesn’t have any skulls other than bragging. Don’t be fooled by him.


    “Deat him up! Beat him up hard!” Taylor ordered coldly.


    Steven also gave the order at the same time.


    The four bodyguards immediately rushed toward Lucas and surrounded him, raming punches and


    kicks on him.


    “Stop! Don’t hit me anymore! Please spare my life…”


    “Mr. Reeves, Mr. Harris, what are you doing? Why are you hitting my son?” Jamie questioned


    angrily.


    “Stop! Don’t hit him anymore! Belinda was both shocked and angry


    “I hate people who break their promises the most. He deserves it” Steven snorted coldly


    If it were in the past, he definitely would not have dared to do this. However, the Smith family was


    now on the verge of bankruptcy.


    Lucas was just a small fry, so he could just bear him up.


    “Mr. Reeves, Mr. Harris, I know I was wrong. Please forgive me,” Lucas begged bitterly as tears


    streamed down his face.


    “The person you need to ask for forgiveness from isn’t me,” Steven said coldly.


    Only then did Lucas react.


    He hurriedly knelt down in front of Sebastian. “Sebastian, no, Mr. Sebastian Wilder, I know that I


    was wrong. Please forgive me.”


    Sebastian chuckled. “I told you long ago that you would regret it soon. Do you believe me now?”


    “I believe you! I believe you.” Lucas was burning with anger, but he had no choice but to bow down


    to Sebastian at this moment.


    “Are you satisfied now? Taylor asked, suppressing his anger.


    “It’s alright.” Sebastian nodded.


    “In that case, hurry up and treat me,” Taylor sad.


    “Get me some paper and a pen. I’ll write you a prescription. Igrantee that it will cure you,” Sebastian


    said with a smile.


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    Lianhurriedly asked someone to bring over some paper and a pen. Sebastian took the items and


    wrote a special prescription.


    “Here you go!”


    Steven snatched the prescription ragerly to examine it while Taylor looked over impatiently.


    Upon reading it, both men became livid with rage.


    “How dare you mock us!” Steven red at Sebastian, filled with indignation


    “We’ve paid you, but this is the thanks we get? Deception? You must be seeking death!” Taylor was


    livid, his voice threatening.


    “The both of you are sicker than I’d thought. When have I ever deceived you?” Sebastian replied,


    feigning irritation.


    “Then, what is this ridiculous prescription supposed to be?” Taylor demanded, his anger reaching a


    boiling point.


    “The both of you are clueless, aren’t you? Special diseases require special treatments. Follow this


    prescription, and if you see no improvement in three days, I’ll personale deliver my head to you,”


    Selustian asserted. His annoyance was feigned, but he was still persuasive.